Everything is fine, everything is so fine Everything is fine, everything is so fine 'Cause I’m good, so good 'Cause I’m good, so good, so good I wish you would, I wish you would I wish you would, I wish you would I wish you would, this is my life This is my all, this is my all And now I’m happy, right now I’m happy, but sometimes I’ma get up in your mind right now I’ma get up in your, I’ma get it Gon' get up, gon' get up Gon' get up, get up, get up, get up I’ma get up in your mind right now Make you feel like dying right now I’ma make you pray to God To the good old Lord for a sign right now I’ma get up in your mind right now Make you feel like dying right now I’ma make you pray to God To the good old Lord for a sign right now To the good old Lord “I’ma make it some day some how” what you telling yourself But you ain’t focused on whats important: mentality, health Everybody in the world only want one thing, what's that? Infinite power and a pocket full of wealth Its like ohhh I'ma bring it back to the basics Nobody can erase it People in the street going ape shit Battling depression but nobody wanna say shit I'ma bring it back to the basics I'ma bring it back to the basics I'ma get up, get on That’s what I been on Fuckin' with your mind, tryna turn shit on But they want to paint me as a villain Even though I’m here to open their mind Through the rhyme of life I gotta open their mind and design the right time To make a decision and get in 'em like an incision 'Cause I'ma hit 'em and give 'em livin' They wonder what I’m giving, I'ma never give in I gotta let everybody know I'm in their mind right now Make you feel like dying right now I’ma make you pray to God To the good old Lord for a sign right now To the good old Lord I’ma get up in your mind right now Make you feel like dying right now I’ma make you pray to God To the good old Lord for a sign right now To the good old Lord I'ma bring it back to the basics Nobody can erase it People in the street going ape shit Battling depression but nobody wanna say shit Why nobody wanna say: I been living with this everyday Why nobody wanna say: Everything will be OK Everything will be okay I remember some how some way I remember some how some way I remember some how some way I remember some how some way It was December of 2015 in sunny Los Angeles California in the heart of Hollywood I stood next to my wife In a line surrounded by hundreds of other people on our way to watch Star Wars When suddenly I was engulfed with fear and panic As my body began to fade In this moment my mind was full of clarity But my body insisted it was in danger I looked around and I told myself I was safe, I was fine But I was convinced that something was wrong Before I knew it I felt as though I was going to Fall and fade away My body grew weak And soon enough I found myself in a hospital bed Being told what I went through was anxiety I refused to believe this story I searched and searched for the cause of what had happened to me I began to feel detached from reality I felt as though I was seeing the world through a glass I got blood work done Analysis of my mind and body to no avail The doctor said it was anxiety But how could it be anxiety? How could anxiety make me physically feel off balance? How could anxiety make me feel as though I was fading from this world And on the brink of death? Derealization The sense of being out of one’s body I’m not here I’m not me I’m not real Nothing is Nothing but this feeling of panic Nobody understands Nobody knows the sufferings This physical feeling It can’t be anxiety It can’t Or can it? Can it in fact be the mind controlling the body? Yeah, of course I’m so in control of my mind and my body But I’m subconsciously forcing myself into a state Of self bondage entangled by the ropes of my own mind I am unhappy Not with life But with this feeling I am scared, I am human, I am a man But I look in the mirror and I see a child I am an adult who recognize grown ups don’t really know shit And they never did And it scares me Because now I’m just a grown up who doesn’t know shit But one thing is I do know this feeling, this horrible feeling is going to kill me No, no this feeling This anxiety is nothing I have anxiety Just like you, the person I wrote this for And together we will overcome this feeling We will remember despite the attacks And constant filling of our mind and body being on the edge That we are alive And any moments we have free of this feeling we will not take for granted We will rejoice in this gift that is life We will rejoice in this day that we have been given We will accept our anxiety and strive for the betterment of ourselves Starting with mental health We will accept ourselves as we are And we will be happy with the person we see in the mirror We will accept ourselves And live with anxiety