[Verse 1: Kid Bookie]
Decent wage, relate to peoples pain
You made me feel as if all that shit was no decent gain
And fuck what people say, understood all I need to gain
I used to have no self worth and now all I need is faith
To lift me up from this weeks slump then go repeat again
It's a vicious cycle, this life will make you feel real insane
Or even worse, it could make a person wanna leave this plane
And have all your loved ones then wondering when will we ever meet again
Yeah I talk from my perspective everything that I should question
And these times I'm tired of down-playing how I should feel
If I could mention the jail cells that life would sentence
If all eyes were mics and reckless, no wife is my intention

[Chorus: Kid Bookie]
I think it's something in my soul
I think it's something in my soul that's telling me to go
I think it's something in my soul
I think it's something in my soul that's telling me to go
Go, go
I think it's telling me to go
I need loving for myself 'cause I hate myself

[Post Chorus: Kid Bookie]
Every little thing
Every little thing I do
[Verse 2: Kid Bookie]
How many more times can I put all this behind my mind
I don't trust nobody bitch so fuck you
That goes for the women and men, I can't fucking understand them
Everybody's off there fucking tangent and I just can't fucking stand them
Running running, something coming, loving bunning because I love the escapism
Can't be keeping a man like me boxed between no four walls man because I hate prison
I ain't catering for anybody no more, oh you're on the chase again
Stick a stake in them, blood suckers looking at me I don't want no place with them
I been honest I promise this game is a forest of knowledge
I'm seeking my solace in sonics, no prophet could stop it
As long as you lock it down (ain't no) stopping now
One genre hopping 'round, one sound I'll be knocking down
Walls that every single one of you mother fuckers created, it's like me bombing rounds
So look at me now, stress in my eyes, inevitable when you're telling me lies
Instead of a shine, changing the game plan like seven aside, thats terribly sly
Removing aesthetic from imagery, similes silly applauding it really
It's crazy and lately i'm feeling just maybe i'm ready to die because it's never alright

[Chorus: Kid Bookie]
I think it's something in my soul
I think it's something in my soul that's telling me to go
I think it's something in my soul
I think it's something in my soul that's telling me to go
Go, go
I think it's telling me to go
I need loving for myself 'cause I hate myself
[Post Chorus: Kid Bookie]
Every little thing
Every little thing I do

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Telling myself I'd never let you bother me
Power is my policy, but the mind is such an oddity
Letting me know that God is me, up and above astrology
Then turn around and demolish me
Said I should display more modesty
I don't think I should be packing a gun
'Cause I think I wanna blacken the sun
Captain in lungs, I'm askin' the bum
Are you really ready to do it and blast 'til your done?
Laugh at the one that is flapping the gum
Never do wanna be in the grass in a dung
So I rap with the tongue, black mask, and a drum
That'll make a n***a deliver the gas, you get stunned
Three dimensions never get lonely
People labelling me sick homie
Mind playing hella tricks on me
Wish only to hit strongly in music but the mental sit wrongly
The switch gon' be big hungry
I give it to you, not a bit phony
But I gotta contain the insane
To spit a whole lot of pain within strange
I know that people see the banging ingrained
I came to win thangs, I claim the grim brain
So you don't want me to fight you 'cause I fight myself and it's on Piru
So I gotta watch with a bird's-eye view
Every little thing I do
[Chorus: Kid Bookie]
I think it's something in my soul
I think it's something in my soul that's telling me to go
I think it's something in my soul
I think it's something in my soul that's telling me to go
Go, go
I think it's telling me to go
I need loving for myself 'cause I hate myself

[Post Chorus: Kid Bookie]
Every little thing
Every little thing I do