I Don't Want It

This'll prolly be the last song that I come out with for a while
I'm sorry to all my fans

I always think of Robin Williams, someone we loved and who we saw appealing
He made us all laugh as adults and children
Shit, all the millions that he had, I wonder what were his thoughts and feelings five minutes before the belt that cut his breath off and killed him
Prolly something like my thoughts now
What goes up has gotta fall down
I guess I'll pour it all out 'cause right now, the reapers in the room visiting
So if I do leave, at least you'll know why I did it then
It started way back then when I was a kid at first
Niggas bullied me when they saw that I was an introvert
I was never cool, had no friends, no chicks would flirt
Every school year it's like all my issues were getting worse
My whole life they was calling me corny; stupid
I never had a dad who was there to mentor me through it
Skateboarding was my escape, it wasn't just for amusement
My issues kept reoccurring so I would resort to music
I'd vent about the burdens that were sitting in my heart
I'd vent about the way I fell from swimming with the sharks
My mom was always working, so our bond was stripped and ripped apart
Ain't no fucking family memories, ain't no pictures at the park
Then I thought, "The world is about to see Hell come
And I'ma live the good life everyone else wants"
And in that moment my tears dried and I felt numb
Then years later I blew up, the mission was well done

I don't want it no more
I don't want it no more
No more (No, no, no, no, no, no)
I don't want it no more (No, no, no, no, no, no)
I don't want it no more
No more
I don't want it no more (No more)
I don't want it no more (No more)
No more (No more) (No, no, no, no, no, no)
I don't want it no more (No more) (No, no, no, no, no, no)
I don't want it no more (No more)
No more (No more)

Finally I was famous, people kissing my ass
I knew that I was only here 'cause it's revenge from my past (It's crazy)
Went from a loser in school who got the worst grades
To being praised for all my verses when I dispersed rage
I copped a whip, moved out the ghetto like, "Bye, haters"
Bought a brand new house with a bunch of white neighbors
Everyone started calling wanting like five favors
And guess what? All of it dealt with spending my paper
And I was nice, I'd give 'em cash, I'd show sympathy
I gave him some, him, and her, I'm just lending cheese
Now I'm just looked at like an ATM machine
If I don't give my friends my money, shit, I'm the enemy
I had about a million new best friends that I just met
Some were plotting to build me a death bed
All because they kept on putting whack songs out that no one's impressed with
So out of jealousy they'd diss me, you fucking guessed it (Ha)
At least I had my squad; Jarren, Dizzy, Hoppa, SwizZz
I knew we'd stick together, stuck in this chaotic biz
We had it all figured out and had a lot to give
It was Funk Volume for life, who want a problem, bitch?
Then all the sudden, out of nowhere we parted ways
2016 – those were some of my darkest days
Ask us all, "Whose fault was it?" Ain't hard to say
But it was due to money and all of our bonds had started to fade
Months later, my girl told me she's pregnant
This was something I never expected
Her and I weren't on good terms at the time, man, it was hectic
And I was scared if she kept this baby I might regret it
Mainly because her and I had a fucking toxic relationship
Last thing we need is a fucking toddler to raise in it
Having a baby is great, but not as amazing when you got two parents who always fighting, hollering, breaking shit
Present day, all my people are gone
No real friends, just leeches around eating the crumbs
No family bonds, no FV, can't be with my son
No fucking girlfriend, I swear I thought that she was the one
I feel alone and I struggle to get my fans what they want from me
I'm struggling to build this UP company
I'm begging on my fucking knees like, "God, please help me 'cause I can't fucking breathe
I'm tryna smile, but pain is cutting deep
Show me that I'm more than just a rapper
Show me that this life that I've been working on is meant to be more than just a disaster"
I hope this message I'm sending is floating up above
Instead of focusing on fame, I should've focused on the love

I don't want it no more
I don't want it no more
No more (No, no, no, no, no, no)
I don't want it no more (No, no, no, no, no, no)
I don't want it no more
No more
I don't want it no more (No more)
I don't want it no more (No more)
No more (No more) (No, no, no, no, no, no)
I don't want it no more (No more) (No, no, no, no, no, no)
I don't want it no more (No more)
No more (No more)

I gotta go find myself
I hope you all can understand