[Verse 1]

Now check this out here, I got a story t tell,
Of how my life went from hell, to… Very swell
Well.. It started way back when I was like 9,
I use to get insulted daily, and stared at all the time,
I didn't know why, but I felt like a misfit,
Like I dint deserve friends, cos I was treated like shit,
By everyone, my brother, my teacher and my mum,
So on my first day of school I didn't talk to no one,
I jus sat down In the corner… Minding my bidness,
And if someone tried to speak to me, I'd run off with the quickness,
At first I didn't really think this would cause no issues…
But as time went on, it caused some problems dude,
For example… My teacher once asked me for a sample, of math matician
Work, but I was in a puzzle,
I didn't understand the question so I had to ask her,
How to work it out but my heart pumped faster,
I was too scared to walk up and ask her,
So I didn't ask her, then I got in trouble after,
Damn! And this was not the only thing I noticed,,
I constantly found myself starting to focus,
On small things.. Dumb things, like where to look and that,
Or how does my voice sound? I felt a twat,
I started to wonder, am I the only kid with this?
Paranoia thing, cos I don't see no other kids,
Struggling, they all seem socially free,
At the time I didn't know what it was, but I knew there was something wrong
With me,
As I saw the other kids playing happily,
I looked to the sky and I asked "why me?"

[Verse 2]

Now 4 years on, still struggling everyday,
Scraping by in life, like a shipwrecked castaway,
No friends, no girls, no hope, no nothing,
In my spare time I'd play video games cos it was something,
For me to do, I had nothing else to do,
No family or Friends, that I could turn to,
Every morning I would dread, getting the f out of bed, to go to school, cos
School made me wanna drop dead,
I couldn't handle… The fact that I had t' talk to people,
It made me feel awkward like being watched though a peephole.
N when I was at the mall at the counter n that, buying bread, I couldn't
Make no eye contact,
But anyway… This shit jus carried on for years,
Me feeling awkward with my peers, playing video games with tears,
Wishing, I could fit in.. N be like everyone else,
I lowered my sense of self so I never left the house,
Thinking.. I'm too uglyyy, for the world to see,
The only thing I had in me, was self pity,
It was shitty… All that I wished for every birthday,
Was to dimish this damn anxiety,
Cos it effect me… In so many ways, I was a slave,
To my minds mental prison, for days and days and days…
Then the next thing I knew my mother got a call,
From the local pharapist saying "we wanna speak to yall"
So… I went there, now I'm in the doctors chair,
Being questioned by some geek with a big old questionaire.
Then he.. Came out an' delivered the news to me, he said you got "S.A.D"
… It stands for "social anxiety"

[Verse 3]

Now I'm 16, living by the belief that my life had ceased, stolen from me
Like a thief,
… I sorta gave up on trying n that,
Dropped outta college starting feeling like crap,
On society's shoe, cos I mean what else can you do?
You can't exactly get a job, if you can't speak, can you?
I jus settled for the fact that I might become homeless,
Cos with my anxiety n shit, yo I felt sorta hopeless,
Still playing games daily, on my tv, by the way G… I met this chick
Called amy on gta V,
We started t' talk n that, hanging out like a bat,
Then she sent me a request on this thing called snapchat,
Then 1 day… She was like yo, Spesh you know, you don't have t settle for this
Shitty lifestyle bro,
You could be out there, doing it big,
Get a job, a car, a wife and some kids,
First thing tomorrow, I'm telling you do this:
Smile at the shop clerk and have chat, you can do this!
So I. . Did it, spoke to her for a minute, about this an' that, you know? The
Weather n shit,
And to my damn surprise yo it wasn't that bad,
And for the first time in my life, yo I felt kinda glad,
Sorta like I was on top of world,
I couldn't believe.. I jus smiled at this cute girl,
The next thing I knew I was in the big shops,
Smiling at everyone, not giving two fuck,
Dancing on cop cars, flashing my cock,
Hittin on all the random girls, obtaining big flocks,
Now socialising daily was something that I did,
It seemed I no longer had this social anxiety shit,
I got myself a car, I got myself a wife, I got myself a job, and now I have
A life,
And thanking my girl Amy is all that I can do,
Cos I conquered my fear, and so can you,
So next time you got an obsticle in your path n shit,
Don't be a pussy, try t fuckin pass it