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Yeah, who's who?
Yeah, who's who?
Who's who?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ay, who's who?
I can't really tell when I'm with you
It feel like all my drugs getting laced with the truth
I got an idea so I race to the booth
Once I get there I forget what I was thinking about
I pick apart the mind and get a topic and I rip it out
It's like I'm flipping out, doing the spins, I'm in the kitchen now
Down a whole bottle of truth potion, I spit it out
Used to get my strength from the gym, now I get it from the couch
I'm pissed off, too nice to flip off
So I flip off the balcony and land on bliss soft
I don't plan to miss often but the way my heart is dropping
I'ma drop a whole album with the BPM of Austin
Cause my soul regulates the thoughts on my toboggan
Wanna make a deal, what's the bargain then?
You better walk with caution
If you travel through your consciousness
You might go too deep and end up past where God's exists
I'm the boss of this
I feel healthy and my life is full of glory
But the bags under my eyes
Gon tell you a different story
You're like a porn star, you're gorgeous
So why you always ignore me
I take apart my portions and find out it kinda corny
What you made the trip Where were are all fuckin for me
Yeah sure you should find another way to bore me
I'm lookin down a hallway but it kinda lookin gory
So I, I gotta stop
Movin'
I rap some bubble wrap all around my fuckin' delusions
I hate the endin', so I find ways to con the conclusions
I climb the ladders, just to jump and fall into confusion
I'm not bruisin', just puttin' pollution into gods diffusion
I mean, I'm standin' on the edge, thank God I got my humans
If I told the other ones, they'd put me in-stitutions
What you really want from me, solutions
I can give you nothing, if you need a blueprint
Yeah, I'm just the intro, I don't make it simple
Ya you fall into nothing, if you listen real close
I'ma give you concussion, if you missing these notes
Does he mean the key's or scripture, he knows
But he don't, so we go to each hope
Just to find an answer to the answer, you gon' need rope
Ya tie it up, yeah, fuck you, you ain't good enough
You better find a new route or you as good as stuck
I find a fascination with my darker days
Find wood floor where carpets used to lay
In places we used to play
In places we used to pray
I find it better to fall asleep than see the light of day
Hide my eyes from rays
Clean a cloth that's full of stains
But some of it has to stay
I wish it all could change
But quarters have turned to pay
And dimes have turned to pain
Hiding my love from shame
Really I'm just hiding myself in darker daze