Tell me what's right from wrong If I wrote a million songs, would you even hear my thoughts? It's hard to tell what's real and what's not People I would call my dogs were really snakes all along All along Dog, where you been? In my room Yeah, I'm kinda hard to find I don't like to go outside I just work away my life Money long I need a ladder But I'm still not living right Tryna find peace in little things The grass is greener on the other side Oh Wonder this road Pressure breaking my bones Oh All along Dog how you been? I'm alright I've been reaching for the sky, yeah I've been high on life Imma do this till I die I was going through some shit I learned that it's okay to cry I lost myself I quit the drugs Now I'm relearning how to fly