Lyric Help Me

Lil Trip, I m insane, gonna make you feel pain
For the love of money, fuck the fame, I m doin my thang
Switchin in and out of lanes, ain t nothin changed
I m still the same, you talkin shit, soundin lame
Boy you better maintain, thinkin that it ain t no thang
Gimme your rings, gimme your chain, if you think I m playin bitch
You ll get your fuckin head refrained, or detained, it s all the same
It s all the same, how many times must I sing,
About blowin out your muthafuckin brains
I m on some evil, murderous shit, about to kill shit
This is real shit, how you gonna feel bitch
After I let this fuckin steel spit
You better fear this, I m bout to peel licks, my trigga finga itch
Gonna leave you in a ditch, for the cops to come and get
They won t find no fingerprint, Lil Trip don t leave a muthafuckin hint
Dogs can t even track my scent, movin thru the wind
Like them psychopathic men, givin me intent to do it again

[Chorus-2x]
Can somebody help me? (I feel like I m losin my mind)
Can somebody help me? (My souls is so hard to find)
Can somebody help me? (I m reachin the end of the line)
Can somebody help me? (Before I run outta time)