I don't know where I'm goin'
I am uncertain about my future plans and direction

If I gotta take the high road, I'm rollin'
I am willing to take the difficult and challenging path if necessary

I ain't tryna get like all up in your head again, Montana, 'Lanta
I do not want to be intrusive or cause stress or anxiety like in past experiences with others

Maybe I should just go mosey my ass over to your house
Perhaps I should casually visit you at your home

What about the sight of you up on the couch, so cozy, lowly lit
The thought of seeing you comfortably settled on the couch in dim lighting

Like rosy cheeks, oh you so cozy with somebody else
Like blushing cheeks, you appear very comfortable and cozy with someone else

Get nervous, my stomach churning, burning
I become anxious, with a churning and burning feeling in my stomach

I'm beat, ready to knock some teeth out of his ass
I am exhausted and ready to engage in physical violence against someone who has caused me anger or distress

Late night corner, we pass
We are walking past a corner late at night

Lick that Swisher, get red
Smoking a Swisher cigar, causing my eyes to turn red

Used to skip rocks 'round that bend
In the past, we would casually skip rocks around that bend in the road

We don't go there no more
We do not visit that area anymore

We don't see sun no more
We no longer see daylight or brightness

Baby wanna raid the whole apartment like the FBI
You want to thoroughly search and take everything from the apartment like the FBI

Takin' everything, from pots and pans, to fans and Goldeneye
Taking anything and everything from kitchenware like pots and pans to fans and video games like Goldeneye

Everything 'cept the dog
Leaving behind only the pet dog

Everything in the drawers
Taking all items within the drawers

Used to be so perfect, but it's never gettin' solved
Things used to be ideal in our relationship, but it will never be resolved

I'm sure I'll find it
I am confident that I will eventually find what I am looking for

No one help me when my eyes go red
No one offers assistance or support when I become emotional or upset

Do I matter? I'm ecstatic, I'm depressed
I question my own importance and experience both intense joy and sorrow

More like God's special mess, never had no halo
Rather than a perfect and divine being, I am flawed and have never been considered a saint

Trippy, I can barely hike it out of bed
I struggle to get out of bed because everything feels surreal

Time bomb under it, persuading you to hop in
Something is dangerously unstable and urging you to join in or engage

Hmm, options, runnin' out of options
I am running out of viable choices or plans

Used to have options
I previously had more choices available

Used to fight all my night terrors, now I smoke through the dreams
I used to overcome my nightmares through sheer willpower, but now I use smoking to cope with them

Depression put me into places where I'm stuck in the seams
My depression has led me to dark and difficult places where I feel trapped and stuck

They seal my mouth, and said the only way to breathe is to scream
Others silenced me and claimed that the only way to express myself is through shouting or yelling

Pop the stitches from society and fall to my knees
Breaking free from societal norms and expectations, I collapse on my knees

The machines weavin' our fate are gettin' harder to please
The systems and structures that dictate our future are becoming increasingly difficult to satisfy or appease

But I believe to an extreme
Despite everything, I still maintain strong beliefs and values

And we all can find a way
We are all capable of finding a path or solution

Went to church for the hell of it, stumbled in drunk as shit
I went to church without a serious intention or motivation, and was intoxicated

Been goin' through it again
I have been experiencing difficulties and challenges again

Been talkin' to myself, wonderin' who I am, been thinkin', I am better than Him
I have been having inner dialogue questioning my identity, and wondering if I am superior to a higher power

In times like these, I just need to believe it's all part of a plan
During tough situations, I cling to the belief that everything is part of a greater purpose or design

Lost a part of me, but I am still here
I have experienced a loss or change in myself, but I am still alive and present

Wash it out of all of me to feel the fire (maybe, I been gone for a minute)
I need to cleanse myself of negative feelings in order to feel passion and enthusiasm again (perhaps because I have been away for some time)

But you know, you know that's a lie (no one help me when my eyes go)
You know that statement is not true, and no one offers me assistance or support when I become emotional