BumE - Stuck Lyrics

I feel like I'm stuck
Stuck like chuck
But how much wood could chuck chuck if he tried to get it by luck
It's like I'm constantly in a rut
Tryna go up like cut
Tryna go up like shut
I can feel it in my gut
But somewhat I feel like I'm never enough
Life keeps moving
But I'm sitting here stuck in the mud
Not stagnant I'm just a fragment
Tryna find the pieces so I can maintain the balance
And keep my peace intact
In fact
Deep down it's still something I lack
It's like a misconception
But solely based on your perception
Is it everything that I see or hear that I must question
I'm slowly killing myself using my mind as the weapon
Look
A serious thud
Now I'm stuck in the mud
Feeling trapped, bombarded and swept under the rug
Look
A serious thud
Now I'm stuck in the mud
Feeling trapped, bombarded and swept under the rug
I ain't no bug I ain't buzzing
It's a lot of words and no budging
Y'all saying and not doing
Talk is cheaper by the dozen
But shit that's a different discussion
But its something in my stomach
That makes me think and wonder
If I could really do numbers
Or if I'm suffering from hunger
Am I suffering from hunger?
Either way it goes, I'm still six feet under
A serious thud
Now I'm stuck in the mud
A serious thud
Now I'm stuck in the mud
I'm stuck and not moving
Distractions keep consuming
I'm assuming and accusing which is reducing my movement
I'm stuck and not moving
Distractions keep consuming
I'm assuming and accusing which is reducing my movement
I'm stuck
Like chuck
Sitting in a rut
While I'm thinking what the f*ck
Is up with us
Shit been really sus
We fight
And then we f*ck and cuss
Shit ain't no more to discuss