Fenaxiz Problems Lyrics

ong: Problems
Artist: FenaxiZ
Album: Fenax Iz . . . (The Audiobiography)

[Chorus x 2]
"I had some problems" - Debarge, "All This Love"
"I got some problems that only death can solve" - Shyheim, "Dear God"
"And no one could seem to solve them" - Debarge, "All This Love"
"But they don't know about the stress-filled day" - The Notorious B.I.G, "Everyday Struggle"

[FenaxiZ]
I was formed of the flesh with a thorn in my chest
December 08, 1982, was born with a breath
And I reminisce, my Genesis, Malvern to tenements
In the ghetto of Flemo, '88, Fen was six
Back when my world wasn't like this, involved
With the law, now it's like my future doesn't exist
'Cause I'm stuck spending my day earning minimum pay
'Til I'm sent to my grave with only one cent to my name
From the low wages with no raises, I'm told prayer's
The road to oasis though I've grown faithless
And I'm so anxious to go famous, will I hold aces
Or sell bootleg Omegas by the bodegas
Inhaling cold vapors, I swear I'll show haters
While dough makers throw papers to gold chasers
So does Christ care, is life fair, or a nightmare
I'll find out when time's out and I'm old with white hair

[FenaxiZ]
Mr. Meehan said I would fail, be dead, or in jail
Like it's my fault if I fall from Heaven to Hell
We lost Dek and it affected my health, everyday
Been getting red then I dwell 'til I'm headed for self
Destruction from wasting this life, my heart is racing at night
But the pride won't show my face in the light
While the truth is, I made up excuses, so I'm through with
The "Yes" men, my only best friend is my reflection
It's crazy, I trusted vultures plus the jokers
I gotta hold my head, fly right, then adjust my focus
To stop the stressful thoughts I wrestle before
My blood clots, heart stops and I pop a vessel
From the venom and adrenaline, I need to rest
Then believe the best since every year I shed a tear
God, why'd you send me here when daily I'm tasting the dirt
I'm just a young man tryna understand the ways of this world

[FenaxiZ]
Ma, I love you and I'm sorry for two decades of headaches
But I follow one person with tomorrow uncertain
I'm confused as s___, just lemme know if I'll get a hold
Or lose a grip, if I'm set to blow and the fuse is lit
You see, I refuse to quit, huh, no matter the odds
When I'm playing for paradise with this pair of dice
As if I'm destined to make it, but I question that statement 'cause
My songs are more my thoughts and they're less entertainment
So will I have to kill my eternal flame for commercial gain
To make a difference in this shady business
When I wanna be the best on the mic for the rest of my life
And earn checks when I write, still, I'm guessing it's like
I'm not strong enough to carry on and plus the road
To the gold is too long and rough and it's filled with caution
My only option, accept pain with the wealth
Born to die alone with no one else to blame but myself