Thinkin
Been gettin in my own way
Still stuck upon the old days
Still think that I'm all there
Like shit, I'm leanin on my old ways
They think that I'm okay
I don't talk about the how
I got deeper in the dirt
Look at how I'm actin now
Rash decisions make me think I had sum goin
Can't keep me sober
Thinkin is the enemy
Can't worry bout when shit is over
Movin on is tough
Actions don't amount to much
Ain't no diamond in the rough
But still don't offer help I'm stuck
Bitch
This thinkin got me thinkin I'm sum else
The crown will make you crazy
Simon freezing in this icy spell
All over hell
The devil's back in town
Bustin speakers
Keep your peepers down
Survivor's are the lucky ones
Appreciate the preacher's sound
Lonely, I'm the man on the moon
The Prophet's lost in space
Got lots to do
Ain't comin home soon
My schedule's backin up
Got thoughts to think
They due from noon to noon
Meditate to elevate
Till my mind decides to bloom
We assume that we can calculate
Our choices, how they animate
To dates and wacky tunes
Like we livin inside an anime
It's cruel this earthly fantasy
Spillin like a can of peas
Questioning my sanity
I'm losin my humanity
This thinkin got me thinkin I'm sum else
The crown will make you crazy
Simon freezing in this icy spell
All over hell
The devil's back in town
Bustin speakers
Keep your peepers down
Survivor's are the lucky ones
Appreciate the preacher's sound
Thinkin still don't gotta clue
Forgetting that the sky is blue
From starin at my shoes
Too long
I'm reachin out to you
My faith could make a mountain move
Fuck light, don't need the truth
Apologize for actin shrewd
Remind me of the color blue
My tune it kisses sweetly
Freely like the bea
That weekly reaches heights to be
Too high for my autonomy
Think thinkin keep me straight
Equate to snakes cause the place
That I choose to say my grace
Makes mustard seeds a wasteful taste
I'll smack you back to baby face
Blow up like I'm from the goa
Glow up but don't come to show up
Fire from my tongue
Like the beating heart of a krakatoa
Words that you ain't never heard of
Like protozoa
I'm anxious lemme jot this down
Before I lose my train of sound
This thinkin got me thinkin I'm sum else
The crown will make you crazy
Simon freezing in this icy spell
All over hell
The devil's back in town
Bustin speakers
Keep your peepers down
Survivor's are the lucky ones
Appreciate the preacher's sound
Still stuck upon the old days
Still think that I'm all there
Like shit, I'm leanin on my old ways
They think that I'm okay
I don't talk about the how
I got deeper in the dirt
Look at how I'm actin now
Rash decisions make me think I had sum goin
Can't keep me sober
Thinkin is the enemy
Can't worry bout when shit is over
Movin on is tough
Actions don't amount to much
Ain't no diamond in the rough
But still don't offer help I'm stuck
Bitch
This thinkin got me thinkin I'm sum else
The crown will make you crazy
Simon freezing in this icy spell
All over hell
The devil's back in town
Bustin speakers
Keep your peepers down
Survivor's are the lucky ones
Appreciate the preacher's sound
Lonely, I'm the man on the moon
The Prophet's lost in space
Got lots to do
Ain't comin home soon
My schedule's backin up
Got thoughts to think
They due from noon to noon
Meditate to elevate
Till my mind decides to bloom
We assume that we can calculate
Our choices, how they animate
To dates and wacky tunes
Like we livin inside an anime
It's cruel this earthly fantasy
Spillin like a can of peas
Questioning my sanity
I'm losin my humanity
This thinkin got me thinkin I'm sum else
The crown will make you crazy
Simon freezing in this icy spell
All over hell
The devil's back in town
Bustin speakers
Keep your peepers down
Survivor's are the lucky ones
Appreciate the preacher's sound
Thinkin still don't gotta clue
Forgetting that the sky is blue
From starin at my shoes
Too long
I'm reachin out to you
My faith could make a mountain move
Fuck light, don't need the truth
Apologize for actin shrewd
Remind me of the color blue
My tune it kisses sweetly
Freely like the bea
That weekly reaches heights to be
Too high for my autonomy
Think thinkin keep me straight
Equate to snakes cause the place
That I choose to say my grace
Makes mustard seeds a wasteful taste
I'll smack you back to baby face
Blow up like I'm from the goa
Glow up but don't come to show up
Fire from my tongue
Like the beating heart of a krakatoa
Words that you ain't never heard of
Like protozoa
I'm anxious lemme jot this down
Before I lose my train of sound
This thinkin got me thinkin I'm sum else
The crown will make you crazy
Simon freezing in this icy spell
All over hell
The devil's back in town
Bustin speakers
Keep your peepers down
Survivor's are the lucky ones
Appreciate the preacher's sound
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Writer(s): Nathan Palomera
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