Too much 4 my head - Kamiyada+

Therapy ain’t work so they said let’s medicate him

the bottom of his brain, so the state, vegetating

Oh that boy depressed, all these kids say the same shit

This syrup is no help (Yeah), do these pills till it make sense (Yeah, yeah)

Don’t know what the problem is, don’t know who the problem is

Am I what the problem is, am I who the problem is

Looking in the mirror and my reflection don’t tell me shit

Tell me that you love me like a million times

It still don’t help me bitch

I don’t wanna hurt you but god, that is true

But the fact of the matter is I can’t love you unless I’m booted

When you’re gone I feel alone, when you’re here I feel intruded

But this soda is my worst enemy I swear it make me too booted

This popularity contest

A material object

It’s too much for my head (Yeah)

Some days I feel like I’m up next

Then I feel like I was left

Guess they wanted me dead (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

This popularity contest

A material object

It’s too much for my head (Yeah, yeah)

Some days I feel like I’m up next (Ay)

Then I feel like I was left (Ay)

Guess they wanted me dead (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yuh)

This popularity contest

A material object

It’s too much for my head (Yeah)

Some days I feel like I’m up next (Ay)

Then I feel like I was left (Yuh)

Guess they wanted me dead (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yuh)

Lot of things he didn’t like about himself (What?)

He had changed him (Yeah, yeah, yeah), rearranged him (Okay)

But society didn’t like him they wanted to (Uh)

Yeah degrade him (Yuh-yuh), yeah erase him (Yuh)

Therapy ain’t work so they said let’s medicate him

The bottom of his brain, so the state, vegetating

Oh that boy depressed, all these kids say the same shit

This syrup is no help, do the pills till it make sense

Don’t know what the problem is, don’t know who the problem is

Am I what the problem is, am I who the problem is

Looking in the mirror and my reflection don’t tell me shit

Tell me you love me bout a million times

It still don’t help me bitch