My Thoughts - Problematic

Hey Greg! How’s life?

I don’t know, alright…

Spending time alone I’m just tryna get my mind right

Stuck up in these bad habits

Lucifer’s in hindsight

This your pilot speaking, everybody get on my flight!

Sidetracked inconsistent but I’m on the right path

Think I need some discipline

Ain’t it funny? Go laugh

My job? I rap

Write this, scribble that

Is it good?! Maybe trash

Skitzophrenic! (Relax)

(Ayy!) know I can’t forget it

Gotta stay committed

Person in the mirror — that’s my only real competition

Why you over stressing?

Feeling under pressure?

Vibing to the beat, I’m about my numbers like a mathematician

Money / Cars / Woman — really don’t impress me

Shooting for the stars, I ain’t never had a plan B

Wanna emulate cause you know I got the recipe

Stepping without caution, that’s like poison to the Ivy

Couple screws loose, really can’t explain it

One day Ima grow up and I’ll finally be famous

So subjective — you can love it, you can hate it

But one thing that’s for certain — I’m a pain up in the anus

My thoughts, my thoughts

Through the highs and the lows know I can’t stop

My thoughts, my thoughts

World is coming to an end

Pray to my God

So indecisive, OCD igniting

Became a ritual now I don’t know if I can fight it

Maybe I’m a physic? Maybe I’m defiant

How you feel? Shut up! «Simply all I want is silence!»

Vicious like a nose bleed

Learning from the OG’s

Ask me how I’m living? Staying private, listen closely

Lets get one thing straight

You and I? We’re not homies

Last month I made 10k but I remain remotely

(Ayy!) This manipulation

(Uhh!) You can save your gimmicks

What I’m saying pure tyranny

My perception

(Whoaa!) Constant overthinking

(Huhh?!) Like a ship I’m sinking

Took my one shot, now I’m ballin' like I’m Scottie Pippen

Intruder in my head, really need I say more?

My thoughts are explosive like I’m about to plant some C4

You don’t like the road I’m on?

Then simply take the detour

Built this from the ground up, can’t wait to hit the world tour

Couple screws loose, really can’t explain it

One day Ima grow up and I’ll finally be famous

So subjective — you can love it, you can hate it

But one thing that’s for certain — I’m a pain up in the anus

My thoughts, my thoughts

Through the highs and the lows know I can’t stop

My thoughts, my thoughts

World is coming to an end

Pray to my God