My Problem lyrics

[Verse]Depression mode in my dressing roomPressure's on, grateful for my blessingsThough I think I found success too soonHow could it be like this?Should've warned him if he got successful he might flipYeah my dreams are comin' true and allBut who do you callWhen it seems the weight of the worldIs glued to your ballsI ain't being jokey, nigga this is seriousRunning 'round in circles but my mind is the weariestWhy am I delirious? I got everything a brother couldAsk for, feel like I'm being smothered in asphalt'Cause I let my problems trample all over meToo many straws have got my camel fallin' on his kneesFor example I -- oh hold on, hold on...lemme take this drink, hol' up (pours drink)Now where was I?Finally got my wings unclipped but now I'm scared to flyBut this ain't stage frightNigga this is e'ry nightFans screaming, stampedingDan's speeding, movin' too fastI can't even walk in the store anymoreWithout a bunch of people standin' by the doorAsking for an autograph, man I oughta
spazz outBut I gotta think about my daughter...Speakin' of her, me and her mother are goin' through some thangsEver since -- man fuck it, I gotta take...I gotta take another drink, my bad (sips drink)My momma said I'm actin' brand newSaid the fame changed meBut that can't be truePeople that I used to call my buddyOnly actin' buddy-buddy'Cause they want some money from meAnd these honeys never came around beforeNow I'm gettin' love from all these dames while I'm on tourI wonder if they'd love me just the same if I was poor --Yo, who's bangin' at my door?("Six minutes, Danny Swain you're on!")Man I ain't comin' out this room until my pain is goneI...I need a couple seconds to sit and drinkUh, I mean THINK...damn I can't thinkDamn, what was I thinkin', I'm drinkin' againWhether I sink or I swim, I know I gave it my bestSometimes I -- I gotta, I gotta take another drink (pours drink)I'm lonely and I'm nervous and I'm scaredThought I wanted the fame, I guess I wasn't preparedTo b
e an overnight sensationI hoped that I could take it in strideI went from open mics to Vegas and diedSomewhere along the way; at least my sanity didI didn't plan to be big, I just -- (sips drink)I just wanted to shinewanted my rhymes to reach the people one at a timeFunny how my small problems are all contributin'To my biggest issue of all: my alcohol addictionIs it me or is it...is it gettin' dark in here?Oh...shit....