You Think About It Too Much

You, you got a attic of a mind
I swear to god it takes some motherfucking time
To think about the sins you kept beneath your skin
Know, that you think you won't win
But listen up you gotta wait it takes some
And no disrespect, every every little turn that you take it's the right ones that you think you make
And i know much better than the ones in sins i kept beneath my skin i spent
Cause if you don't think you're mad your fucking wrong, Cause i swear to god you're sad. I swear to god you're gone
You think about your life, you sit back and you swear
You think about it too much
You think about it
You think about it too much
You think about it
You think about it too much. Well you think about it
So dont get me started -.- Don't get me started