The Truth
Josh A Lyrics


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I started bein' honest with myself
Havin' conversations that weren't very easy, I need help
Three words never thought I'd speak
But here we are, Xanax bars
Started poppin' them to cope, then got addicted
Started thinkin' that I'd probably die alone

See this life is way too fast for me
I'm in the same career where half my colleagues turn to casualties
Know y'all got those R.I.P tweets up in the drafts ready to go-
For the moment that I finally take too much and overdose
Always thinkin' 'bout my fathеr burstin' into my apartment
Just to see his only son overdosin' on the carpеt
Flashin' back to every memory of when I was a kid-
While he makes a final speech before he closes up the lid

I couldn't do it anymore, flush the rest and went to war
I'm gettin' sober I'm takin' my spot
Back and shut the door on my addiction
I hope you listen
'Cause everything I write from here on out is my prescription
Yeah, that's the mission

All this fame is overrated, over what man? I been stressed
All these fake people started to surround me and my friends
I don't need that energy, I don't let those demons in
Finally startin' therapy, now it's time to reinvent, uh

I got demons (Josh we know that you got demons)
They been schemin', plottin' on my head and they control my feelins'
They make death sound so appealin'
But I keep on movin' 'cause I don't wanna give up
I been workin' I been zonin' I been craftin' up this masterpiece
Is it time where I top everyone that's out here passin' me?
You want the old Josh, I think we found him
Shook his cage and set him loose
'Bout to take over, they just don't have a clue, yeah

Thought I was done, that was just the beginnin'
I'm takin' my sound and now I'm reinventin' it
Push my limits, said no more gimmicks
I'm treatin' my music like my final minutes
Until I hit that self destruct, this is my only motive
Gotta be focused, I'm locked and loaded
Explosive, I'm so devoted

You said that you wanna break rap, I been there (already done that)
But they would never care if you never read or say somethin'
Never been through the mud, never read your day once
Tell you that you changed up, 'cause you got your pay up

And as I been climbin' the ladder, circle gets smaller
I'm sadder, enemies spawnin'
I'm flattered but I guess none of it matters
Feels like I don't have no one
Around me to tell me that I been messin' up
So I just rely upon myself to learn

There's lessons of countin' my blessins'
Countin' money is like countin' my stresses
Less I got of one, the less I got of the other
My demons pullin' me under
So guess I'm just testin' the suffer
Rather not be great, 'cause all the great ones plunder

It's easier to get high
It's easier to let go of the things that hurt you again




It's easier to get drunk
It's easier to drink up when your pain goes on, now I know

Overall Meaning

In "The Truth" Josh A is being brutally honest with himself about his addiction to Xanax and how it affected his life. He admits that he was addicted to the substance, started taking it to cope, and thought that he would die alone. He also admits that he was in the same career where half of his colleagues turned to casualties due to overdose. The lyrics reveal that Josh A's father would be devastated if he were to find his only son overdosed on the carpet. This fact adds to Josh A's motivation to get sober, flush the Xanax pills, and take his spot back. He is using his music as his prescription to deal with his demons, reinvent himself, and take over.


Josh A repeats throughout the song that he is focused and locked and loaded. He takes his music seriously, treating it like his final minutes until he hits self-destruct. The lyrics also show that Josh A is aware of the fake people that have surrounded him and his friends since he gained fame. He has started therapy to get rid of negative energy and reinvent himself. He no longer wants to be categorized with old Josh A as he has evolved and grown.


Line by Line Meaning

I started bein' honest with myself
I began to acknowledge my problems and face them head-on


Havin' conversations that weren't very easy, I need help
I had difficult conversations with myself and realized I needed external help


Three words never thought I'd speak But here we are, Xanax bars Started poppin' them to cope, then got addicted Started thinkin' that I'd probably die alone
I began taking Xanax to deal with my problems and ended up getting addicted, all while feeling like I would end up alone


See this life is way too fast for me I'm in the same career where half my colleagues turn to casualties Know y'all got those R.I.P tweets up in the drafts ready to go- For the moment that I finally take too much and overdose
My career moves too quickly and takes its toll, with many of my colleagues dying as a result of the pressure; people already have tweets ready for when I inevitably overdose


Always thinkin' 'bout my fathеr burstin' into my apartment Just to see his only son overdosin' on the carpеt Flashin' back to every memory of when I was a kid- While he makes a final speech before he closes up the lid
I imagine my father discovering me dead from an overdose and reflecting on my childhood as he gives my eulogy


I couldn't do it anymore, flush the rest and went to war I'm gettin' sober I'm takin' my spot Back and shut the door on my addiction I hope you listen 'Cause everything I write from here on out is my prescription Yeah, that's the mission
I decided to get sober and fight my addiction head-on, and now everything I write is going to be my personal prescription for life


All this fame is overrated, over what man? I been stressed All these fake people started to surround me and my friends I don't need that energy, I don't let those demons in Finally startin' therapy, now it's time to reinvent, uh
Fame has brought me more stress than anything else, and I've grown tired of fake people; to keep my energy clean, I'm starting therapy and rethinking my approach to life


I got demons (Josh we know that you got demons) They been schemin', plottin' on my head and they control my feelins' They make death sound so appealin' But I keep on movin' 'cause I don't wanna give up
I am plagued by internal demons that make suicide seem desirable, but I'm choosing to stay alive and keep pushing forward despite their influence


I been workin' I been zonin' I been craftin' up this masterpiece Is it time where I top everyone that's out here passin' me? You want the old Josh, I think we found him Shook his cage and set him loose 'Bout to take over, they just don't have a clue, yeah
I've been working hard to create a masterpiece, wondering whether it's finally my time to succeed; the old me is coming back stronger than ever, ready to take over the game


Thought I was done, that was just the beginnin' I'm takin' my sound and now I'm reinventin' it Push my limits, said no more gimmicks I'm treatin' my music like my final minutes Until I hit that self destruct, this is my only motive Gotta be focused, I'm locked and loaded Explosive, I'm so devoted
I may have felt defeated before, but I'm actually just getting started; I'm reinventing my music without any gimmicks, pouring my heart and soul into every moment, and pushing myself to the limit until the very end


You said that you wanna break rap, I been there (already done that) But they would never care if you never read or say somethin' Never been through the mud, never read your day once Tell you that you changed up, 'cause you got your pay up
Breaking into the rap game is hard, and people only care if you have something important to say; if you haven't been through the struggle yourself, you'll never truly understand the value of your own work, and people will criticize you for changing as you become successful


And as I been climbin' the ladder, circle gets smaller I'm sadder, enemies spawnin' I'm flattered but I guess none of it matters Feels like I don't have no one Around me to tell me that I been messin' up So I just rely upon myself to learn
As I get more successful, people become jealous and my circle shrinks; I feel alone and like I have no one to tell me when I'm wrong, so I have to rely on myself to learn from my mistakes


There's lessons of countin' my blessins' Countin' money is like countin' my stresses Less I got of one, the less I got of the other My demons pullin' me under So guess I'm just testin' the suffer Rather not be great, 'cause all the great ones plunder
I'm learning to appreciate what I have rather than fixating on money, because the more I have of one, the more I have of the other; despite my internal struggles, I'm willing to endure the pain to become great, because even the best have to deal with their demons


It's easier to get high It's easier to let go of the things that hurt you again It's easier to get drunk It's easier to drink up when your pain goes on, now I know
It's tempting to numb the pain with drugs or alcohol, but I've realized that it's not a sustainable solution and instead am choosing to face my problems head-on




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