Can I Fix Myself? - Version X

Watch me burn

I’m not good at much, just feeling like shit

Heavy on my mind, should I just fucking quit

Just a Late bloomer in a rush to win this race

Fucked up, crashed n burned right on my face

Can I fix myself? How would I even know?

Questions fill my mind, like X use'd Cerebro

Still trying to find my footing in this life

So I'm working on me, tell me da fucking price?

Winning is contagious but its a bitch of a line

Waiting for my turn, for the right time

Maybe Im too late, another Ive crash'd n burn'd

But I’m still alive, just walking this earth

Is there a fix? How far could it be?

Is there a map? Fuckin show me

How bout it? Does someone know?

Who gets it? Just where do I go?

I’m just a late bloomer, trying to finally grow

In this fast ass world, I move too fucking slow

Can I fix myself? How would I even know?

Questions fill my mind, like X use'd Cerebro

Still trying to find my footing in my life

So I'm working on me, tell me da fucking price?

I never sold my soul to the devil, u can probably see that

No money to my name, I'd probably fucking spent dat

I have so many ideas and things I want to do

But I burned out young just tryin to be fuckin cool

I did everything right, but faded in with da crowd

Now I stand by myself, just shouting out loud!

Ain't nobody gonna stop me, but maybe myself n

Everybody sees success as a result of their wealth

I'm done being quiet about my own voice

I hated being last but it was my fucking choice!

Can I fix myself? How would I even know?

Questions fill my mind, like X use'd Cerebro

Still trying to find my footing in my life

So I'm working on me, tell me da fucking price?

All I want is to be happy in life

To be securely rich and maybe a wife

To make my own decisions, is this government right?

To find stuff we're not told, and to study it twice

But I made it all harder cuz I fucked up my life

So I'm working on me, tell me da fucking price?

Peace