Something wrong with my brain
It's getting hard to contain
The sickness runs through my veins
I feel I'm going insane
Something wrong with my brain
It's getting hard to maintain
The sickness runs through my veins
I think I'm going insane
What the hell I am doing, taking a risk on this move
Getting way too deep, on the real dude, they gonna feel you
Can't help it when I talk to myself
Getting real throughout in a conversation
Yeah it looks good but I got no patience
Facing the fact that it's marinating
Where I am at, I don't really know
Feeling like it's time for this man to function
Remain in the frame but the fame's redundant
Made for the game but the lane's destructive
Played with your fate but you paid for nothing
Remain in the game but the game's erupting
Fames gonna chase but the chase is bluffing
So I huffed and I puffed then I blew the roof off
Watch out for the falling glass
Smashing my way through the fire and brimstone
Man with the plan but I plan to tip toe
Stamping the chance for the man to grip throats
Stop, pull the break, it's plain to see
Sitting right there, right in front of the heat
So I fumbled the ball, and I bumbled the beat
So I'm humbled as hell, and I crumble the trees
So i'm looking at it now, on the side of it
Continue with a vibe that I pass along
The crazy don't phase me, I'm chasing the fog
Staking my claim and I'm braced for the fall
Bout time that they paid for the draw
It's amazing and awe, but they came for the flaws
Paid for it all, In the lane that I saw
Evasive and crawled, but I made for it y'all