[Verse 1]
Migrating migraines keep my ratings
Mighty high when the mic is in my raiding
Sittin' in a mild rain, why am I waitin'?
Why don't I make a run for the finish line? Maybe
Sit in my place, I spend my time angry
Pennin' lines and offending twice as many
People as last time, I grab the mic, hate me
This fucking candlelight cannot die, baby

[Verse 2]
Still A-D, to the asinine H-D
Life is a test, I've been passing mine lately
No more doubt, I strangle mine daily
Half a life left and I plan to die makin'
Sacrifice, won't let the bad advice take me
Pull me to the flashin' lights if I sayin'
"Never will I rhyme to acquire high praisings
Rather die never having my pride taken."

[Chorus]
So stop asking me if I'm well
Bitch, can't you tell that I feel
How I'm supposed to feel
How I'm supposed to feel, yuh
Smilin' like my shit don't smell
Feelin' pretty chill for real
Like I'm supposed to feel
Like I'm supposed to feel, yuh