MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY

Verse 1:
From the moment I wake up
My mind starts to make up these negative outcomes to tell me my day sucks
They would like to stay but my mind’s never spacious
I’m making no sense (cents) like I’m taking a pay cut
I’m shook like maracas
I’m still getting proper
I’m trying to live by Hakuna Matata
I feel like I’m chosen
I’m showing emotions
I keep talking shit like I spit from my colon
They popping in a Klonopin
They need that shit like oxygen
No stopping the intoxicants
We’re kicking it like moccasins
The shit will make you tell ‘em that you’re better off dead
And they’ll look at you and say that it’s all in your head

Hook:
It’s all in your head
(x4)

Verse 2:
I can’t fuck with nobody
I’m sorry
The shit ain’t my choice
Paranoid like I’m Ozzy
I’m fucking corrupted
The thoughts are destructive
Like sick politicians
They’re not to be trusted
We got a common enemy
The fear won’t get ahead of me
They say I’m getting better
Well I motherfucking better be
I’m utilizing my voice till it’s raspy
I’m always gonna tell you these are my thoughts exactly
I’m making a statement for mental enslavement
This ain’t all a show just for your entertainment
You’re feeling my spirit
Like Kurt with my lyrics
It’s passive-aggressive with no interference
Erratically
Emphatically
The way they be combating me
I’ll radically be on the fucking charge like I’m a battery
They like to make you think that you’d be better off dead
Then they look at you and say that it’s all in your head

Hook:
It’s all in your head
(x4)