Manic

(Hello, you know, you know, you know)

I can't write no happy shit (no happy shit)

Cause I don't have no happiness (no happiness)

You act as though I planned all this (did I though?)

But that isn't what sadness is (wait, how'd you know?)

I'm only okay when I spit (yeah, that's true)

You're always all day talkin' shit (so fuck you)

I swear I'm ready now to split (split in two)

Baby, you don't know the half of it

I guess that's what a manic is (DREW)

You stand around like mannequins

While I'm torn down like Anakin

Highs and my lows

Every day an episode

It's impossible to manage it

A captive in establishment

But also captain of the ship

And nobody knows

Just how hard the wind will blow (blow)

When I'm not in control ('trol)

Someone let me drive the boat (boat)

And I'll take us to the coast (coast)

Of an island all my own (own)

Where my mania can stack

Let my cranium think that

I can, I can really rap, but

So many other people think like that

Get your Mac and your beat pad

Rhyme on a track

Now you got a nice little

Type beat type rap (nice!)

And everyone around you got a hella hype laugh (HAHA)

So you go even harder just to spite all that

Cause it's more than just a bag

It's a chance to fight back

Maybe you'll gain the clarity that you lack, but

Baby, now you're panickin'

I guess that's what a manic is

I feel like I'm a catalyst

For a truly tragic end

Lookin' for a heaven send

To take away the sad again

I cannot play pretend

I feel like I am paper thin

I'm adept at fakin' grins and

While you slept, I'm stackin' sins

Collected like Olympic pins

I am not a simpleton

Or a slave to all your trends

One thing is fa sho if you don't know