Rescue me
Slaughterhouse (Rap) Lyrics

So can you rescue me
Asking for help and support from someone

Because my ship is sinking
In a difficult and challenging situation that is beyond one's control

And I'm drowning at sea
Feeling overwhelmed and helpless due to circumstances

So can you rescue me, from me
Need for someone to save from one's own destructive behavior and thoughts

Can you rescue me?
Repeated plea for help and support

I was losing my mind like I was trying to lose it
Going through a phase of mental instability and self-destructive behavior

Using my time for using, abusing my grind
Not utilizing one's time and resources properly and indulging in harmful activities

This is my own honest view of who I am behind this, music
Being vulnerable and candid about personal struggles and issues through music

Ryan the whole bottle of patron Connoisseur
Indulging in excessive alcohol consumption as a coping mechanism

At a point in time I thought I blew it, doing crime
Feeling regretful and guilty for engaging in criminal activities

I would've washed a pill down with a shot of my own spinal fluid
Going to extreme lengths to fulfill self-destructive tendencies

And my momma knew it, she saw especially right through it
Being transparent with close family members about one's struggles

That I wasn't protected because peer pressure be like (do it)
Feeling vulnerable to peer pressure and being influenced by it

But I couldn't fight through it, the beef started
Failing to resist negative influences and getting involved in conflicts

The streets caught up, at least we didn't get involved in deceased orders
Being grateful that a situation did not escalate into something severe

It's Slaughterhouse, cause Shady, me, Porter
Collaboration and unity among artists

Sat down and made peace over Porterhouse and Pies porter
Resolving conflicts and making peace over a meal

Some stupid bitch done turned my girl against me
Being betrayed by someone close and feeling resentful towards that person

Should've tattooed the earth on my arm feel like the world's against me
Feeling alone, helpless, and unsupported

Soon as I paraded, here come the rain falling the name calling
Facing backlash and criticism despite one's successes

From the cuz I never met with his hand out like I'm straight balling
Being criticized for being successful and accused of showing off

Feel like I knocked the 8 ball in
Being unsure of what the future holds and feeling uncertain

Every time I shoot a move I literally can't call it
Being indecisive and uncertain about one's actions

Am I afraid of success? Let me think on it
Reflecting on one's fear of success and its implications

I just got nervous, let me drink on it
Using alcohol as a coping mechanism to deal with stress

Think I just answered yes but not on purpose
Realizing the fear of success subconsciously without fully acknowledging it

I pass the church and through the Son, Father, and Holy Spirit
Referencing religious beliefs and values

But I'm only near it, man I need the pastor's service
Feeling disconnected from one's faith and in need of spiritual guidance

I'm drowning cause I'm so tired of treading
Feeling overwhelmed and exhausted from trying to keep up with responsibilities and challenges

So Lord when you get a second please
Seeking divine intervention and help

I wake up and my shirt is leaking, covered in sweat
Experiencing nightmares and anxiety that affects daily life

I'm dreaming of being murdered when I'm sleeping
Going through traumatic dreams and fears

Picture a person beefing, with himself
Being one's own worst enemy and struggling with inner demons

And it's even, worse when I'm drinking
Alcohol exacerbating personal struggles and issues

It hurts when I'm thinking, me versus my personal demons
The pain and difficulty of battling personal struggles and anxieties

I'm reaching for my nine
Contemplating self-harm as a solution to personal struggles

If I point it at myself will it help to quiet the demons screaming in my mind?
Feeling like self-harm is the only way to silence negative thoughts and personal struggles

And if I go, to the other side
Contemplating suicide as a solution to personal struggles and difficulties

Just tell my mother it was her prayers that kept her young'un thugging son alive
Gratitude towards one's mother and her support during difficult times

Plus my daughters and my butterfly, tell my son that I, love him
Expressing love and affection towards one's children and family members

Tell my nieces and nephews their uncle tried
Being remembered and appreciated by extended family members

To take this music to the fucking peak
Having high aspirations and goals for one's music career

But I'm still a drug dealer as we fucking speak, that's fucking weak
Feeling guilty and ashamed for continuing to engage in criminal behavior despite success in music

Behind the tours and fanfare, hospitals and cat scans
Balancing the demands and pressures of a music career with personal struggles and health issues

Shoulder, when they call him bipolar, happiest mad man
Being recognized for one's talents and abilities despite personal struggles and mental health issues

Don't know my story, my struggle, the demons that I combat
Feeling misunderstood and unrecognized for one's personal struggles and challenges

Or how I'm starin' at them waiting for eye contact, beyond that
Feeling isolated and disconnected, hoping for recognition and support from others

I got a soul mate that's naive, so the thought of me is prison to her
Feeling trapped in one's personal struggles and how it affects loved ones

Baby momma that's crazy and a ten year old that listen's to her
Having a tumultuous relationship with one's child's mother and how it affects the child

My fam and friends think I'm the bank
Feeling financial pressure and responsibility towards family and friends

And the way they keep coming back you think I'd got thanked
Feeling taken for granted despite one's financial support and assistance

To you it's a dream, to me it's labor, these aren't monsters, these my neighbors
Perceiving the challenges and difficulties of one's life as laborious and tiring, and recognizing that those around him are not enemies but fellow strugglers

And we watch each others back, I guess its favor for a favor
Supporting and helping each other, recognizing that it's a two-way street

Sometimes they even save me, when my wrist is to that razor
Receiving help and support from others to prevent self-harm and personal struggles