Kinda Crazy
How many motherfuckers still equipped with extraordinary vision
I lost that 20/20 eyesight in the third grade
But I got 20/20 hindsight on my worst days
Like I don't need first aid, I been tryna find my clarity
First try was embarrassing, i'm in the dark like a Mole-rat
And I'm scared of the dark
I can't read any cards I was dealt, but I guess that it don't matter
Just an NPC, a couple years back I stopped thinking that I am the protagonist
Hope banished, and I'm the feeling the walls
But I'm locked in a box like a broke cabinet
Hope's damaging to souls
Like smoke in a lung, and I was fiending like an addict
Cuz when you was blind, that shit make hallucinations in crystal clear HD
Mr. History raced me, so I run from my history lately
What a wishful year 18, I couldn't believe it
So I just left it, Iran
Iraq-ed up a Syria's stance
Or so I thought
I held a hand with a queen of hearts
I looked up and back and then she was gone
Royal flush to a high card
Thought this time I'd defy odds
But seeing it wasn't believing it
I took my hand to a tarot card reader
And she told me "Vivek be honest what's eating you?"
I told her lots
I don't know how long my Mama has got
So I started questioning how long I got with her
How can I slow down the clock tikker
Thinking about it makes clocks quicker
Let me try and switch the topic up
Where am I going, would I be content if I died?
Have I yet changed any lives?
Like I don't know
This word will make you go crazy
Hearing "I don't knows"
And that kinda blows
When you been searching for an answer
To explain all the questions
Starting with a "why" or "who" or "when"
The sad part is no one knows
So I paint broad strokes for wiggle room
That's just how it goes
Shits kinda crazy the way that I see it
I see it as negatives on a film click click
I been cast out by clique cliques
I been counting my tick ticks
Like an arm on a clock how it
Spinning in circles that's how I been
Stumbling taking a spill
And now I got film in a knot and I'm
Struggling lot don't know where
I can find me the reel
Cuz I been surrounded by disillusions
Hallucinations, think I'm moving
But I been stationed, yeah I got stories to tell
But I still got the same reservations
I'm tryna change my description
But I still act like I'm needing somebody permission
The places I see got me foggy in vision but
I thought the people were never gon' change up
I lost that 20/20 eyesight in the third grade
But I got 20/20 hindsight on my worst days
Like I don't need first aid, I been tryna find my clarity
First try was embarrassing, i'm in the dark like a Mole-rat
And I'm scared of the dark
I can't read any cards I was dealt, but I guess that it don't matter
Just an NPC, a couple years back I stopped thinking that I am the protagonist
Hope banished, and I'm the feeling the walls
But I'm locked in a box like a broke cabinet
Hope's damaging to souls
Like smoke in a lung, and I was fiending like an addict
Cuz when you was blind, that shit make hallucinations in crystal clear HD
Mr. History raced me, so I run from my history lately
What a wishful year 18, I couldn't believe it
So I just left it, Iran
Iraq-ed up a Syria's stance
Or so I thought
I held a hand with a queen of hearts
I looked up and back and then she was gone
Royal flush to a high card
Thought this time I'd defy odds
But seeing it wasn't believing it
I took my hand to a tarot card reader
And she told me "Vivek be honest what's eating you?"
I told her lots
I don't know how long my Mama has got
So I started questioning how long I got with her
How can I slow down the clock tikker
Thinking about it makes clocks quicker
Let me try and switch the topic up
Where am I going, would I be content if I died?
Have I yet changed any lives?
Like I don't know
This word will make you go crazy
Hearing "I don't knows"
And that kinda blows
When you been searching for an answer
To explain all the questions
Starting with a "why" or "who" or "when"
The sad part is no one knows
So I paint broad strokes for wiggle room
That's just how it goes
Shits kinda crazy the way that I see it
I see it as negatives on a film click click
I been cast out by clique cliques
I been counting my tick ticks
Like an arm on a clock how it
Spinning in circles that's how I been
Stumbling taking a spill
And now I got film in a knot and I'm
Struggling lot don't know where
I can find me the reel
Cuz I been surrounded by disillusions
Hallucinations, think I'm moving
But I been stationed, yeah I got stories to tell
But I still got the same reservations
I'm tryna change my description
But I still act like I'm needing somebody permission
The places I see got me foggy in vision but
I thought the people were never gon' change up
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Writer(s): Vivek Kanpa
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