They watched me fade away, I was not the same
Didn't change but I was seeing different things
It's like it's rearranged, and I have been misplaced
I'm not from this earth, more like a different place
Which way, which way will I go?
I think that I already know
I don't ever stop working 'cause the paper won't come
Had to get my hustle up and that's until my body will not pump no blood
Nothing that i does
Will ever slow me down, I keep going till I'm numb
She wishing I would come
But baby, I'm on the run
Yes, this shit is what I love
More than me, myself, or anyone, I put it right above