[Verse]
If God was real where the fuck do he be
Cause when I'm layin' on this floor he is nowhere to be seen
Life feels like a chore and I feel like a machine
Goin' through the days look at life through a screen
Different day, different week, same routine
Layin' in the bed contemplatin' my dreams
Nothing that I knew was the way that it seemed (the way that it seemed)
Feeling under pressure I guess I'm under distress
Feel under the weather I guess I'm waitin' for texts
Looking for a treasure I guess I just found a mess
Looking for a message but I guess I found a test