HEADSPACE

[Chorus]
Why, oh Why
Some days, Some days
Try, oh try
Always, Always

[Verse]
I think I'm overthinking again, think of my friends
Think I see inside they eye, a deep burning fire for revenge
I think I'm paranoid if I'm wrong, nigga what then?
I think about how what's in don’t align with what's within
I think I'm stuck, I think I suck, I think I'm stupid
I think I'm free, I think I'm so me, it help you be human
I think I'm alien, think I'm radiant, think I'm patient
Then a nigga get in traffic, start screaming, hollering, raging
And I think I'm guarding, I think I'm Marxist, think I'm anarchist
When I think of suicide, I think I think word catharsis
I think I'm broken, I think I'm healed, I think I'm phoenix
Think I'm Kobe, think I'm magic, think I'm just Gilbert Arenas
Think I think about my penis so much it make me a dick
I think O.J. did it but then I think about what they did to Emmett
Gimme a minute nigga, I think I might be sick
(Vomiting blood)
I think I'm straight, I think I'm queer, think I'm a seer
Think about hair plugs, to patch the patch in my beard
I think the way we gender objects and actions is weird
I think of fear, I think of flight, I think of freeze
If I had superpowers, it'd prolly' be all these
I think at light speed, I think of god's speed
Think how Frank felt when he finished that night and Nike
I think about the songs in my psyche, singing "Write me!"
I think she like me, I think I love her, I think I'm lusting
I think I'm throwing boughs over the body of my cousin
I think I miss my granny but I think she think I'm bugging
I think bout' how this music came from us shooting the dozens
I think I'm nothing, I think I'm god, I think I'm damned
I think what life was like in the 70's in Iran
I think the worst abuse is from the tongue not from the hand
I think I crammed for every test I ever took
I think the book of revelations is the reason we at war
I think my attitude is rich, I think my attitude is poor
I think the paradox is truth, I think I'm sweating out the booth
I think a penny for my thoughts would make me rich as Mansa Musa
Think I really is no different than bacteria in loofahs
Think I been on a shroom trip since 98'
Think I never learned to mourn so I be silent at the wake
I think teletherapy was prolly' just one big mistake uh

[Chorus]
Why, oh Why
Some days, Some days
Try, oh try
Always, Always