Biggest fight you gon' ever have is with yourself
But you already know that
You win some, and you damn sure lose some
But you keep on goin man
OCD, check in
{Verse 1: K-Rino}
Lot of pain, lot of hate, lot of malice, dealing with my internal dilemmas is a challenge
My psychological status is certain and unbalanced
Steady tryna get any benefit from my talents
Questions, no answers, thoughts, I didn't plan this
Still standing back, never painted on the canvas
The picture trampling through my mental and running rampant
Praying my plan answer the city of second chances
I'm going through the process, still I'm undecided, nobody to fide with so I keep it private
Sanity held hostage, skeletons in my closet, let me read a list of what I'm dissatisfied with
Pandering gossip lies, told and unrighteous me struggling just to get control of my vices
I'm hoping to get a hold and show that a crisis and a peace embedded in my soul will be priceless
Every time I see a new baby I say "would he be the answer to my prayers when I pray"
Destroying the Devil whenever he's on a tirade, prays to Allah, Jehovah, God and Yahweh
A lot of words that I shouldn't have said, but I'm a product of the things that were put in my head
Over the years, even I got two minutes left, but still I never sold out when I was looking for bread
Now in denial, it's kinda hard to laugh and smile, I'll be gripped that I never have my parents a grandchild
Am I worthy of being treated like hollow man how, what I do as a young dude I understand now
Time don't stand still, dealing with your troubles it can get so real
I'm pushing cause I never wanna miss no meal
You can't run away from getting your medicine you gotta take your pill
{Chorus}
I'ts not too late, yeah, it's not too late
To live a live away from
My OCD
My OCD
My OCD oh yeah
[Verse 2: JL B.Hood]
Fight this until I'm lifeless, prayed about it still I'm like this, mighty naughty mon, non righteous struggling to find God's likeness
Regulating my endorphins in the morning, uncoordinated forces not conforming, shortly my brain is where the wars and orchestrating how the thing is being performing
Is it cause I've been navigated by negative, maybe it's cause my behavior is too repetitive, it could be insanity inherited from a
Relative, maybe the lane I'm in in the game is too competitive
But affirm I gotta hold of you, it's what you've been devoted to, you're feeling like it's over, do you realize?
When you shine and they don't notice you, and grinding all you know to do, the timing uncontrollable, feel I
Try this, try that, say more wig I'm Monroe, hide this climax what I did in the low to
Hide this combat, conflict I'm currently in, for all of my friends and be ready for
What creep on the land and the evil that lurk walk
The ghetto kill a dream and a plan hurt lock
A level n*gga you ain't got a chance if you are not
A rebel idle hands on the Devil's workshop
Geppetto on the block pulling all kind of strings, distracted by all kinds of things
Too many of the wrong kind of scenes we done seen, be the reason that we own Cali greens
Go and get a leader in handy before I plenty repeat in reverse, spending every penny, you fending off this remedies works, give me a handle to handle what is within me, my enemies have replenished your energy I exert
{Chorus}
I'ts not too late, yeah, it's not too late
To live a live away from
My OCD
My OCD
My OCD oh yeah
[Verse 3: King ISO]
I try hard to suppress these demons, but deep inside of me feel like an Eski- breeding, a deadly reason
For me to keep falling inside of a pattern and do it like on every weekend, my Tech keep squeezing
Looking out the window every couple a seconds for me just to check these streets and
I'm starving, kick a n*gga like Jet Li even my pet peeve's beefing the less he sees him
But let's keep eating cause I don't wanna hear another pus*y talk unless she queefing
And I don't even know her name but imma do it all, remaining Ocean Gang'll wet you like a jet ski event
And best believe it, the best kept secret, I mean best kept like the mess we chiefing
Will knock a b*tch out, no domestic reason, I pop so many bars, better check the precinct
I rep DG and they thought that I was dead, Doc said please check, n*gga yes he's breathing
My head be leanin, I pray to the creator every other second I don't wanna bless these heathens
And every time a n*gga leave the house I'm checking every nook and cranny looking at the last chess piece even
I'm bailing through the city never catch me demons, you wanna have faith, better check Ephesians
They left me bleeding and it's OTG, I watch em dirty motherf*ckers like they ODB
n*ggas switching up on me because I'm on TV, ISO-Veli so dope you could OD me
Catch a fist germophobe if your OG sneeze
Leave him holey like swiss if he owe me cheese
Really sick in the brain if you don't believe
Man I put it on my mama I got OCD, n*gga
{Chorus}
I'ts not too late, yeah, it's not too late
To live a live away from
My OCD
My OCD
My OCD oh yeah