Rock Bottom GAWNE

NO! GO! YOU CAN’T TELL ME NOTHING!

Hook
Pains bottled
Empty pill bottles
I walk around so hollow you can barley see my shadow
Please don’t follow I can fight my own battles
Rock Bottom is a tough pill for swallowing
My mama used to tell me it would all be ok, just pray
And then there wasn’t no pain
No, go
YOU CAN’T TELL ME NOTHING
I got no fucking problems
I got no fucking problem

Verse 1
My friends, they ain’t show me no love
It hurts like I’m pulling molars
So lately I been a loner and turning into a stoner
Pop pills like I got Ebola
And then I done float up-
Up into the clouds and I never come down
I would have to get picked off by Kyle Fuller
See Xanax is from the doctor
Panic then turns to coma
I babble on like a toddler
The baby’s gotten out of the stroller
I’m crazy call me bipolar
But I gotta get a hold of myself
Before I implode cause I’m bout to get crushed like a Coca-Cola can!
So fuck man I must get sober
I done had enough of these frickin’ episodes
When I am on the cusp of this hip-hop exposure
To combat the weight that is on my shoulders!
And hey!
It’s a little bit too late to state that I’m not the chosen one
Mother fucking Joseph’s son
I’m Obi Wan Kenobi
I meant can no one be
So you high school rappers need to go to lunch fore’ I bully them
Cause y’all ain’t old enough to go throw a punch
On a boxer with lyrical golden gloves…
Let alone like I would let
Any MC spit of my flow, neck
When my lines are the best of these rhyme poets
And this, might be the last chance I’m gon’ get!