[Verse One]
Feelin' a bit bad I gotta leave it this way,
but I'm done with music can you hear what I say?

out of this game, now please forget my name,
done talking 'bout pain I ain't ready for fame.
Blade Prosper, Mylez please do your thing,

Wishes, Northstar, Houston, Brendon,
please carry on make all yourselv's legends.
I ain't fit for this rap %#@!,

and I've had it with this %#@!,
people $$#uming that I'll soon be doing better,
never thought that I'd quit?

yeah well this is my damn letter,
I'm sick of expectations and I'm sick of $#&@ing pressure,
sick of the heights that I can't even $#&@ing measure.

I now dropped the mic, see I'm done tonight,
dropped the pen and now my future's seeming bright,
and yes this is the last song that I'll ever $#&@ing write,

and I leave with this %#@! and I'm done. Goodnight.

[Hook]

Feelin' like I gotta go 'cause here I don't belong,
and when I do don't miss me when I'm gone,
trynna reach the top but I'm to damn wrong,

sayin' goodbye in my last song.

[Verse Two]

To every person who said that I shouldn't quit,
listen to the %#@! that I am saying when I spit,
I ain't cut out for this lifestyle,

making %#@!ty raps that couldn't get me through a mile.
Love songs suck, every other song can't add up,
up up & away was dope, and so was king,

when angels fall showed I could somewhat sing,
but I'm ending it at this 'cause I ain't feelin' a thing.
Apologies to everyone who thinks I shouldn't do it,

thank you to the people that have helped through it.
But I gotta end it here please just go with it,
this is not the life that I should be living.

Now I put the mic down, back to a frown,
NBD, winds of war, it's just Keegan now.