Caught In The Rain - Hopsin

Soon after I dropped Raw the spotlight creeped up

I received love from fans throughout the world, yeah, seems nuts

Is it God, could it be luck?

I put my toes it the sand and ended up with my feet stuck

When the storm comes, then how should we address it?

My situation with Ruthless turned out to be a blessing

During the time it left every ounce of me affected

But when it was done I saw that I was bound to be a legend

But I’m lost

The fame drivin' me crazy, cry when I’m angry, the game’s trying to change me

Sinister record labels got desires to paint me

As the world puts they fucking hands high to embrace me

How would you take it in?

I honestly can’t pretend

The only reason I started rapping was to make a friend

And now I got fans who love me for creating sins

You think fame ain’t got a dark side?

Think again, yo

Fame can make you insane (It's so strange)

Everyday I feel I’m caught in the rain

Only very few have walked in my shoes

I sit alone in my room feelin' so damn confused

'Cause I don’t know who the hell I am

Yeah, scared I might never get a wife

Closer I move into the limelight shit is like

Girls just want to be next to me cause I rip the mic

Sayin' they love me, but the vibe I get isn’t right

What if I flop when my album dropped

And went broke?

Baby, tell me, would your love just stop?

See I’m in love with you, but you in love with Hop

The struggle’s real, but through your eyes it’s fun to watch

I swear to god I used to fiend for it

I see the fire but I keep going

I smell the sins from the breeze blowin'

My crew is telling me to beast mode it

I feel like I’m going to hell, I keep it up even my priest knows it

So many women and the money is great

But this life just isn’t me and I don’t want to be fake

I didn’t think that it would come to this day

It’s time I put my alter ego to the side and leave him stuck in his grave

Fame can make you insane (It's so strange)

Everyday I feel I’m caught in the rain

Only very few have walked in my shoes

I sit alone in my room feelin' so damn confused

'Cause I don’t know who the hell I am

Shit, not anymore, my soul’s rotten and sore

I hear a knock at the door, for real

I got a lot to endure, there ain’t no stopping the storm

Homie, the top isn’t warm, so chill

I think I need my light bulb fixed

As of lately I ain’t be getting hyped on shit

Life’s a journey, you gotta find your niche

I’m leaving this tight space because I don’t fit

Now I’m moving away, my whole life I’ma start from scratch

As an artist I’m trapped, fuck Hop, Marcus is back

For a while it’s gon' be hard to adapt

But I’m willing to go through it, I ain’t starving to rap

I’m soul searching, it’s like I’m living with no purpose

I tried find a spark to spit but there’s no urges

Inside of me for me to pursue it, some people think that I’m stupid

But don’t judge if you ain’t went through it

I’m out

Fame can make you insane (It's so strange)

Everyday I feel I’m caught in the rain

Only very few have walked in my shoes

I sit alone in my room feelin' so damn confused

'Cause I don’t know who the hell I am

Fame can make you insane (It's so strange)

Everyday I feel I’m caught in the rain

Only very few have walked in my shoes

I sit alone in my room feelin' so damn confused

'Cause I don’t know who the hell I am

Fame can make you insane (It's so strange)

Everyday I feel I’m caught in the rain

Only very few have walked in my shoes

I sit alone in my room feelin' so damn confused

'Cause I don’t know who the hell I am