What if I told you
There's plenty of days
When you're gonna go through
Hell? But I hope you're well now
That you overcame that hell house
Went from hellbound, to a freed slave
Had to leave the chains
And go reclaim those sweepstakes
What a mean game, that we play
I never wanted, what I became
See, we may never leave alive
D-Day, yeah, we may die
I pray, my soul will fly
Say goodbye
Close my eyes
Spread my wings
Go so high
I think I'm always gon' be trapped in the basement
Never gonna leave the pain
You wanna talk about hope?
Me and you, we don't see the same
I don't really wanna re-explain
This heated exchange
Recommend leavin', I'll lead the way
Otherwise, get beat today
'Til you got a fuckin' bleedin' brain
I don't play, when I'm heated
Too angry, you may wanna beat it
I pray for the day, that my name is deleted, ah!
What they really gon' say, now?
I've been in the basement, way down
Try'na disappear from the world
Shed a tear for the girls that I hurt, when it played out, uh
I'll be better by tomorrow, though
Otherwise, I'll put the clip into my fuckin' pistol
Put it to my brain, 'cause I've become a fuckin' marter, yo
Got everything that I dreamed of, but I need more
I'm still feelin' empty (still feelin' empty)
Now, It's much worse than before (much worse than before)
I thought the music would save me, but I need more
My heart isn't changin' (my heart isn't changin')
Part of me's, feelin' vacant
I think I'm always gon' be
Trapped in the basement
I'm not intimidated
Got a problem, I eliminate it
Honestly, I feel exhilerated
On pen and paper, I'ma demonstrate it
My apartment is incinerated
I don't know if I can renovate it
Take the pain, and I obliterate it
It's been negated, yeah
I've been living in the basement
I don't feel safe with myself, and these manifestations
My hesistation made me complacent
Now, I feel like I can never escape this
God damnit, I hate this
I'm not okay with myself, and the shit that I made
This isn't same as what I envisioned, when I was a kid
And was dealin' with pain
Shh, wait
Do you hear the footsteps?
Walk above me, on the top floor?
Look at myself in the mirror, talkin' to myself like, "It's not yours"
"I'm not sure"
Remember the journal, that we used to keep in the sock drawer
'Cause, you couldn't tell anybody the shit you were dealin' with
Damn, can I get an encore?
Is the shit that I'm dealin' with this entertainin'?
Yesterday, I just had a conversation
With someone that inspired me to make it
This isn't the song that I wanted to play, I'm not okay
This trauma's got me enslaved
I don't think that I could ever escape it
Lately, I feel like I'm wastin' my life
Been living my life in the basement
Got everything that I dreamed of, but I need more
I'm still feelin' empty (still feelin' empty)
Now, It's much worse than before (much worse than before)
I thought the music would save me, but I need more
My heart isn't changin' (my heart isn't changin')
Part of me's, feelin' vacant
I think I'm always gon' be
Trapped in the basement
I think I'm always gon' be
Trapped in the basement
Trapped in the basement