Complex Mind
A complex mind yet to be featured on complex
Changing the game for those who use common sense
But the wealth ain't distributed equal to all people
It got to be some good left
It can't be all evil
We all can't be rappers who want to be Drake
Joshing around the pecking order acting like we harbor passion
When most of all our antics are a place to sit in ass in
These new masters got you pampered
You niggas rancid
You quit to hate a speech, but when it popped you chanted
Like somehow how when we were underground you were enchanted
On solid ground
I landed
I was gracefully planted
I'm in the studio whipping up lyrical manna
I know that was random, but I go off on tangents
I visit other planets
This world is too outlandish
In Uber speaking Mandarin
Japanese, French, and Spanish
I'm learning quantum physics
You watching clips of Karen
Ah
I can't tell
I can't tell
I can't tell
If they influencers or under the influence
Sir
Explain to me what are we doing
It really all seems so confusing
I wish it was less about the viewers
And really just more about the music
The thing that I am alluding to was the garbage that you are producing
Pretending like you just been winning
Internally you have been losing
The thing that sets you apart
From others so what are we doing
The phone granted us freedom
But made it much harder to choose it
I hate to say it made us stupid
But we make it hard to refute it
We make it harder to believe
We natty and we ain't been juicing
But that gear will put your heart at risk
Mmh
I still don't know who started this
Mmh
I tried to be the light, but
Somehow
I still see ominous dark clouds gathering overhead
I lay inside my bed
This precious life I dread
And wish that I was dead
But then I snap back into reality and pretend
Like those thoughts only exist inside my head
My mind flies like time
I lay rest on cloud nine
I dream of lucid, unidentified celestial designs my defense against the dark is staying sharp as porcupines
Yea
I'm my way up now
Ohh
Slow grind
It's a race, not a marathon
Pace for the long haul
Send me on my way
Elegant black swan
I never been a rooks pawn
I'm still the same today
As I was
Yesterday
Last week
Last month
Changing the game for those who use common sense
But the wealth ain't distributed equal to all people
It got to be some good left
It can't be all evil
We all can't be rappers who want to be Drake
Joshing around the pecking order acting like we harbor passion
When most of all our antics are a place to sit in ass in
These new masters got you pampered
You niggas rancid
You quit to hate a speech, but when it popped you chanted
Like somehow how when we were underground you were enchanted
On solid ground
I landed
I was gracefully planted
I'm in the studio whipping up lyrical manna
I know that was random, but I go off on tangents
I visit other planets
This world is too outlandish
In Uber speaking Mandarin
Japanese, French, and Spanish
I'm learning quantum physics
You watching clips of Karen
Ah
I can't tell
I can't tell
I can't tell
If they influencers or under the influence
Sir
Explain to me what are we doing
It really all seems so confusing
I wish it was less about the viewers
And really just more about the music
The thing that I am alluding to was the garbage that you are producing
Pretending like you just been winning
Internally you have been losing
The thing that sets you apart
From others so what are we doing
The phone granted us freedom
But made it much harder to choose it
I hate to say it made us stupid
But we make it hard to refute it
We make it harder to believe
We natty and we ain't been juicing
But that gear will put your heart at risk
Mmh
I still don't know who started this
Mmh
I tried to be the light, but
Somehow
I still see ominous dark clouds gathering overhead
I lay inside my bed
This precious life I dread
And wish that I was dead
But then I snap back into reality and pretend
Like those thoughts only exist inside my head
My mind flies like time
I lay rest on cloud nine
I dream of lucid, unidentified celestial designs my defense against the dark is staying sharp as porcupines
Yea
I'm my way up now
Ohh
Slow grind
It's a race, not a marathon
Pace for the long haul
Send me on my way
Elegant black swan
I never been a rooks pawn
I'm still the same today
As I was
Yesterday
Last week
Last month
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Writer(s): Norman Deon Darnell Sanchez
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