28 & Paranoid

All these voices in my head
Like I'm standing solid ground
Lived through ill dreams and nightmares
I fall down
Rooms are haunted on my floor
I think something is coming after me
I'm just twenty-eight and paranoid
Days aren't cheap

I don't wanna pay another cell phone bill
Putting gas in the whip that'll crash
I be walking through hell on stilts
I spent most nights alone
On my own, I can't tell if I'm here
I'm ignoring calls and just staring at the mirror
Of my youth [?] I'm preparing for my fears
With a little alcohol and a face full of tears
Crying on the inside though
Young black niggas suddenly trusting the 5-0
I never tried blow but if I did though
Probably snort a line off the pages of a Bible
Heaven is high so, wanna get high too
Judgment Day is coming, I'm removing the blindfold
I wanna see it all up in smoke
I wanna see it all 'cause I don't

I don't wanna spend my whole life here waiting
To find out what this all means
I swear it's just one big AA meeting
My friends are as fucked up as me (yeah)

All these voices in my head
Like I'm standing solid ground
Lived through ill dreams and nightmares
I fall down
Rooms are haunted on my floor
I think something is coming after me
I'm just twenty-eight and paranoid
Days aren't cheap