B. Wells - Frustrated Lyrics

I'm frustrated, yeah I'm very frustrated
Cause every day I wake up and I'm still hated
Yeah, I'm frustrated, your gang is getting faded
And I'm over in the whip tryna show you how I made it

Are you mad? Well, I am
All you suckers wanna jam
But nobody getting crammed in backseat of the van
You know we poppin out so the door goes slam
But if you don't hear the footsteps, you don't expect the fam
And I still jump on the Wam, just like Ferg, he the man
The mob is not a game, don't underestimate the plan
Bust the door with the ram
Freaking out the mandem
After they leave, we confiscate the food and ran
Bu nowt they just part time friends
Some are fake, and some are dense
No one ever ever cares bout the time I stole my brudda's benz
I still try to make amends, but we all know where this ends
Put my Iron fist into a clench, still feeling tense
Steer the boat around the bend
Parents asking, "Where have you been
Tell em I was defending my friend, but they know the trouble I'm in
So I run to my room and I play dead
Next morning, I'm still on the bed
Why don't leave for good, I said
Truth is I don't what's in my head
All my feelings are filling me up with dread
I wonder if I'm gonna get caught by the feds
Don't taking no drugs, I yell instead
If I want to cope, give me some zen
But I'm fine for now, thank you next
When I get in a fit, blame my ex
Writing songs about my hexagonal brain, am I going insane
Yes! Am I in pain
Yes! Why do I feel this way
Stress! Will I love again
Who knows? I'm still dealing with the
Press! The room in my house is a
Mess! But I think I can pass the
Test! Just as long as they know my name, I'll never be anything less
It doesn't matter if you hate me, I'm still blessed
From the day that I was born, I was meant to win this contest
So if you ever see me make it
You'll regret the day you made me frustrated with your game of chess
Checkmate, I win