Going Insane

Yes I did
Oh yes I did
Oh no you didn't
Look, yeah
Y'all not tapping my gauges
Couldn't get a reaction mixing the agents
Silence on stages
All of this small talk's making me anxious
All of this y'all talk blah blah fuck out face you may just
Stay in my graces
Fit in my shoes you can't play with my laces
If I don't make it
I'll probably be out there playing flutes like Andre
For five dollars on a Sunday like I oughta get a job
Maybe I'm not a new M-J
Well my father didn't play bass
And grandmama didn't sing great
And my mama don't know strings
So why would I wanna be so fucking outlandish
My younger self just managed
My older self just vanished
The present me is just famished
Gotta get it gotta get it dawg
I live by my own law god's law y'all don't politic me dawg
Everything is so iffy dawg
My mindset is so shifty dawg
And god's yet to be with me dawg
And I'm yet to forgive me dawg
See if you think you's a critic well
I got you some shit to tell
It don't compare to what I give to self
Sometimes my mind is a living hell
Gone

Gone
Sometimes my mind is a living hell, gone
Sometimes my mind's in a prison cell, gone
Sometimes they gon' always tell, gone
Some things I can't never tell
G-O-D watch G-O-V
Call it my dreams
What I see, glock-17
Follow these teens
Everything not what it seems
Muffled my screams
Til I bleed, jot everything
Til I get C.R.E.A.M.
And they wonder what my life like
Like I got 10 bands in my backpack
Shit lame think I need another hazmat
Suit, cause I ain't wearing suits to get coupes
No coochie too, especially if she real spooky
Who the fuck is you
I need to contribute to industry
So they can the side of me that talk to screens
Inside my jeans, but walk with me
Fallen angels wanna talk to me
Not a fable
Like apostrophes I'mma claim my mind
I'mma claim my soul
I'mma claim this bitch
I'mma claim this flow
I'mma claim A-Z
I'mma claim these hoes
I'mma claim these nouns and the C-E-O's
All the pain I said and the verse I wrote
Think I gone insane when my tv spoke