I've lost myself,
my spirit's getting weaker,
Disappearing in the mirror
How I've lost myself
I'm falling from my calling
I'm fading fast
Be careful what you wish for,
because you just might get yours
Along with all the hit songs,
slick clothes, and big dough
It's a little man with red
horns and a pitchfork
Like you've ever shootin'
with no ripcord
Heads up, Junior,
ain't no tellin' what you in for
There's temptation everywhere
Does anybody even care?
Finest chick I've seen in my lifetime
Grabbed me by the hand,
invited me to do them white lines
Hiya baby, hiya baby
She and I both know this will lead to
something much more crazy
It's the shit I deal with every
night and daily
Life is psychedelic,
it'll have you seeing stripes and paisleys
God, please come and save me
Can't make it on my own
All I need is just a little gravy
I've lost myself
My spirit's getting weaker
Disappearing in the mirror
I've lost myself
I'm falling from my calling
I'm fading fast
I can't believe how much
they payin' me
These vultures try to prey on me
What would granddad say to me,
seeing what became of me?
The things I used to hate,
well, now they seem okay to me
On the verge of doing things
I've always dreamed
But will this urge get between me
and what I can achieve?
God, tell me what I oughta do
Is anybody listenin' to what I'm sayin'?
All of us I'm a man,
I ain't a cockatoo
I can't repeat everything you say
And go and copy you
I'm feelin' pressure to be bougie
Just because I made a few G's,
made a couple movies
Made me date a couple rubies,
hell yeah, I'm moody
Man, this shit is so confusing
Sometimes I pray for a meltdown
At least I'd have a good excuse
for me to get myself out
When I was younger,
I used to wonder why
People in the public eye
always lose their fuckin' minds
Now I'm comin' up on 35
I ain't teach this shit at
Berkeley High
I wish my father could see this
I took it farther than he did
I wonder often if it'd been
a problem if he lived
What would Buddha do?
Who am I, mother f***er,
who is you?
Hardest thing I did was walk that fine line
If the devil's moaning
why is he sitting on my
Instantly gratified, sinfully satisfied
Serve me what I fantasize
while I rehearse my alibi
Angels on my left side,
still I do the opposite
Fame, and money,
all f****d with my common sense
Did it cost you more
than what it brought you?
The dark thoughts that haunt you,
the partners you don't talk to
The lawsuits, folks you thought
they loved you,
they robbed you
Even more importantly, homie,
have you lost you?
Still I wear this costume,
everything is all smiles
Hoarding up the round,
I get it all, comp car plunge
Ha ha ha,
is this what my life's become?
Fading every night
when I got a pregnant wife at home
Intoxicated with myself
I can do it all, I don't need nobody else
I've lost the best part of me
This is the dark side of the dream
I've lost myself
My spirit's getting weaker
Disappearing in the mirror
I've lost myself
I'm falling from my calling
I'm fading fast you