Deep Thought

Well well well
Well well well
Well well well
Well well well
Well well well
Well well well
Well well well

Phuck you looking at
Why they giving long stares
Is the way to the top some long stairs
Do I belong here with my nappy long hair
No
Yeah
Jesus are you up there
Was I made on purpose to prove not everyone has a purpose
I'm weird and worth less but not worthless
No
Yeah
Lucifer your down there
On earth it's stone cold can I get a hell yeah
The time zone to smile is when I gotta spill tears
I quietly stand out too loud to fit in
So cover my damn eyes with both my damn hands
F ears, no fears being here to hear the man in mirror, has suicidal ideas
I wish he was dead, pull the trigger Phillip no one cares
I tried he won't die
You're now being hypnotized
My mind said do you mind
Be mindful your mind is mine you just have the body language you're a mime
I told Darionne he replied "welcome to the team,
You a extra nigga my nigga you & Sleezy E"
That was mean my name is Eric Eanes
My shoes matches my jeans and my T to the T
It's muggy as fuck so what Iza what you think of Phillip
Nigga pass the blunt & to be blunt your shit is trash my nigga
Cause I don't think like y'all don't think all
I like the song I drink a lot
My rights are wrong I write my wrongs
I like the dark quite alone
Dislike my home I'm a go off too much going on
Is he Christian is he Muslim
Ask his mama and his father
He still locked up sister locked up
Other sis smoke marijuana
I don't know lil bro on tippy toes to fight bigger bro
Lyrically analytical and the lyrics cold
But Yo yo yo
Thought you knew by now (aye)
Weirdo music therapeutic hands down
Hands up hands down hands up hands down
Hands up hands down hands up hands down
I don't rap like them nope I rhyme different
And trap queens without a eye missing ah get it
Failed the love test didn't practice like Iverson
And the other problem what answer make Phylli equal dollars (Iguodala)
Is it A B C
Easy as 1 2 3
Simple as Don Re Me
Philly it's you & me
Singing this melody
I learn to walk before I crawled
I'm sick and tired not enough to sleep or cough
Enough to let instruments of the instrumentals enter my mental to give y'all
My deep thoughts
Deep thoughts



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Writer(s): Phillip Thomas
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