[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?