R. Davis - Special Lyrics

Shit
30th time I screwed up
My father told me that I was special and I believed him
Until the day I grew up
I'm on my phone like "You up?"
It's 2 AM and I'm thinking 'bout when my cousin flew up
And reminded me that I was only the second favorite
Actually kinda hate it
It made me sick to my stomach, damn I almost threw up
My petty jealousy, arrogance, insecurity
The reason that we don't get along, I put that all on me
Pills are wearing off
My headaches are coming back
The pressure is building up
Paranoid or I'm 'bout to crack
I'm slowly losing focus
Slipping into distraction
Noting behind my words it's all just a reaction
To steady stressing and writing shit that's depressing
I'm sitting next to my demons and missing all of my blessings
A hunted man walking
All I can see is red
T.V. you see me dead
T.V. you see me dead

They wanna see me dead
They wanna take my head
They think they gunned me down but now all I can see is red
All in the media images push me to the edge
They not gon' get me that easy I'm a fighter I pledge
I hunt alone on a full moon I'll skin a fox
So I can focus with no distraction hearing it talk
Wolves against the bloodhounds
Action simply reactive
They see my wings and they use my feathers for target practice
Hunt