Manic.. (feat. manick)

I was getting bullied
Back in ninth grade
Ten years later same
Niggas duckin fades from me
Daddy was low key my greatest
Teacher
But he aint
Look at me the same since he caught
Me smokin reefer
Hot line
Put me on hold
Sent police
To my door
Kicked it down
Threw me to the floor
Just for seeking help
When times are cold
Locked in silver
Placed up in a car
To the psych ward we
Go it might be far
Family told me pray and I'll be healed
But the doctors tellin me I'm bi Polar
Listen close and maybe you will Feel
What it's like to have
The weight on my Shoulders
Take a dozen shots
And drank until you
Fall over
Try your best
To approach the cops
And the whole time
Remain sober
Don't tell me I'm goin over
Board when it feels like the
Waters closer
Over my ankles
Passin my waist
To my elbows
And my shoulders
Monster is takin over
Manic is what I call em
Friends tell me I got problems
Only until I'm flossin
Sucks that it happens often
Here but I'm halfway in a coffin
I space out while we all talkin
Won der in
If I did
Would they even think it's important
Before I leave drop a hint
And almost pray they
Catch wind of it
I hate depending on a plug
But I asked for help
They called me a Bitch
So I'll help myself
I'll block voices out
Pop hella perks
And drink a fifth
I'm fading out
I'm moving slow
I'm crashing down
Fuck this shit

Okay
Hello to the shrink
I feel like we haven't talked
Every time that we have sessions
I just stare at the wall
I remember back school
My teachers said I'm a loser
Flash forward
To the present
Now I'm stuck in a room
Ok Storm troopers
All dressed in blue
Protect and serve they
Swear true
Not just a cop
Maybe the doctor
Evaluating your mental
Clip board And a Pencil
One check And it's time due
Thirty days In a padded room
Gotta Shape up
Learn how to will
Cuz uh
Times up
And I'm fresh out
And they still
Sent me a damn bill