[verse 1]
I got so many f**in' questions
In my head and you know i get to stressing
Sometimes feel like a lethal weapon
That turns it's head up on its possessor
Takes over, the breaks over
Takes flow to make me feel bolder, yo
Cause it get me out of my cranium, whoa
All the sh** that be insane in him, oh
It just comes out with dumb shouts from my cuss mouth
So bu*t out if you don't f** with us now
What now?, i'm just spitting to remain present
And i'm turning off the brain message
That tells me i'll never be enough
Destined for a lifetime of nothing but f**ing up
But f** that stuff, seeing my being from my 3rd eye
I am not absurd guy, with words i'll mold i
And when i think i finally know why
sh** come around and f** up my whole vibe
So i'm riding the waves now
Kinda like a coupon man cause i'm looking for the saves now
The type of sh** that free the mind
Even though resorting to the chemical kind
Will be helping sometimes it is really just a salve yo
Take too much of stuff and i will come up as an a**hole
Start trying to control systems like Ab Soul
But i'm missing my lab coat, science of my deprecation
Be keeping me waiting but satan gotta be patient
Man i will not go crazy
[hook]
I got so many f**ing questions
In my head and you know i get to stressing
Got a life full of f**in' second guessing
Sometimes feel like a lethal weapon
I'm attacking myself
Now i'm needing some help
But you know i won't ask for it
Man, this sh** is abhorrent
[verse 2]
Yo, i want so many f**ing answers
Why did grandpa have to get the f**ing cancer?
Should i make what i wanna make or just pander?
Replace the serious face with silly banter?
Now i stand on my own two branches
Stopped drowning my sorrows, so no atlantis
When you put down the bottle, mind get boggled
Cause pretend friends go turn into fossils
Were they ever fam to begin with?
Or are d** a f**ed up foundation for friendship?
I said it, then i meant it, at the time
But if i change will you still take that as my paradigm?
Pairing with a dime might help for a night time
But nine times out of ten, a ten ain't worth my right mind
Cause i ain't got nine lives, and cats is hustlin'
With bubbling enzymes, and broken ovens
Just so their young'ns don't got empty stomachs
As society plummets, man i am so flummoxed
I have no excuses, rap and produce sh**
'til my lungs get offered air and refuse it
Is this sh** too rappity rap, trap, backpack?
Going over your head like a damn snapback
f** fifteen seconds of fame, no Snapchat
Will take away the pain of not being true to that cat
That i stare at when mirror reflects back
So i will stand pat, meditate on that fact
And laugh at the a**hats who really do hate that
I'm doing me to the 'nth degree
With no college degree, this life knowledge you see?
But yo honestly, this just phonics to me
Cause i got so many questions bout how i'ma proceed
I'll move right, sit tight, guess we gon' see
[hook]
[outro]
Motherf**ers wanna run up with they palm up when i come up, should i ask 'em why?