[Instrumental Intro]
Uh, yo, now
I'm still hearin' these savages that keep copycatin'
Biters hangin' off the back of the bandwagon
"Let's all pile on and write the same soundin' song
So in a year from now our careers will be gone"
But I'll move on, I'll write on, I'll still keep on evolvin'
I'll be startin' problems just so I can solve them
I break shit, outta hatred, then try to fix it
This play of opposites be drivin' most people ballistic
I can't hang with a man that can't stand at all
So like Pink Floyd, I'm forced to build a wall
I try to explain to my fam the best that I can
But that's the way I am, this man is hard to understand
Some things I can't explain
Some things I can't explain
Some things that I can't explain
Don't understand why they wanna pick apart my brain
Some things I can't explain
Some things I can't explain
Some things that I can't explain
Don't understand why they wanna pick apart my brain
I often ignore when people talk, sure I look lost
It's only because I'm turned off and bored of your thoughts
My fault, my flaw, boss, it's not yours
I just wanna think of somethin' no one's thought of before
And when I sell myself, I'll be spreadin' the wealth
So ain't no way I'll let my label keep my shit on the shelf
There's hardcore artists needin' help with the bills
While that kid with little skill, he got a house in the hill, but still
There's real cats that are willin' to steal, willin' to kill
That will shed blood for a meal
And I'm hungry as hell, feel like I'm dwellin' in a cell without bail
My country jail is just a self-made shell
Some things I can't explain
Some things I can't explain
Some things that I can't explain
Don't understand why they wanna pick apart my brain
Some things I can't explain
Some things I can't explain
Some things that I can't explain
Don't understand why they wanna pick apart my brain
[Short Instrumental Break]
I never thought that I was better than y'all
Lesser than y'all, or any more clever than y'all
I just sat up in my room, on the floor, starin' at the walls
Come to think about it, I really didn't do much at all
But that noise never stopped, always made my head bop
You know it was, is, and always will be all I got
Call it what you want it, but the shit's not Pop
'Cause famous or not, I'm rockin' 'til the day that I drop
Some things I can't explain
Some things I can't explain
Some things that I can't explain
Don't understand why they wanna pick apart my brain
Some things I can't explain
Some things I can't explain
Some things that I can't explain
Don't understand why they wanna pick apart my brain
Some things I can't explain
Some things I can't explain
Some things that I can't explain
Don't understand why they wanna pick apart my brain
Some things I can't explain
Some things I can't explain
Some things that I can't explain
Don't understand why they wanna pick apart my brain
Some Things was written by Justin Rubinstein & Jimmy Farkas & Jason Kulikowski & Eddie Acevedo & Doc Nu & Rick Dahrouge.
Some Things was produced by Howard Willing & Rick Dahrouge.