[Intro]
Good evening everybody
How y’all doing tonight?
Currently in Paris, smoking cigarettes on the terrace
Alright look

[Chorus]
Never was egotistical
Meeting people that never seemed to really believe in you
But they don’t understand the things that genius do
Suicidal thoughts, yeah I keep a few
Speaking to the people who exist in my head
I’m only speaking to the people who exist in my head
Only speaking to the pеople who exist in my head
I’m only spеaking to the people who exist in my head

[Verse 1]
Okay, yeah
In the beginning of time, before we could find
The things in our mind and explain them
Had to be given a reason for breathin'
We slippin' and dreamin' of river and seas
Didn't it all seem a little bit easier back then?
Rappin' was all but a hobby, I'm takin' it back to that
I have me an army, arms bleed with anguish
This tug-of-war that's killin' me
I know I'm strong enough to [?] it's takin' its toll
On this concrete, my brain sits
Drugs explore the feelings
See, they lasted long enough to make me break from the mould
Take this and go, run and tell the others 'bout us
It could save me a soul, I want it just to fuck around with
They wonder what my sound is, and ask me who I'm down with
These countless questions 'bout complexions, yet the answer I don't know
He a bitch, he a faggot, he a pussy, he a cracker, he a back-packer
Fuck it I'm a frat-rappin, ass-kissed, dick-rider, miss-guided, anti-violence minded lame
Problem with America, crying shame
A lot of people trying to deny the times of change
Close their minds, just believe lies, and hideaway
I hustle hard on my fucking job, slave to the dollar
A dog trying to catch my tail with twenties in my collar
Sick in the head, spending days I wish I was dead
Paranoia got me thinking every bitch with the feds
I want to kill them, but I kiss them instead
Lick on ‘em breasts, ego
She love my dick when it flex, haha
I’m hitting the sess, stressing cause my shit is a mess
Hundred bodies, different sins, I guess I didn’t confess
Shit, my mind, I got to give it a rest
Remember there ain’t no pretending when you’re sitting with death
Okay, so give me the checks
I don’t want shit with the rest
They don’t want it if it isn’t the best, god bless
Okay, as we go back in time
[Chorus]
Never was egotistical
Meeting people that never seemed to really believe in you
But they don’t understand the things that genius do
Suicidal thoughts, yeah I keep a few
Speaking to the people who exist in my head
I’m only speaking to the people who exist in my head
Only speaking to the people who exist in my head
I’m only speaking to the people who exist in my head

[Verse 2]
Yeah, okay
Candyman, candyman deliver a dream
Put a message in the bottle, throw it into the stream
Tell the soldiers I ain’t running, better send a regime
And if the Senate can’t comply, better bring me the king
I speak the native tongue, the ancestor’s language
Got an ex girl that’s crazier than Cobain’s bitch
Ancient, saints that sat with the masons
I told God let me in, he said patience
I’m rearranging the order of operations
Align planets, black holes where the time vanish
Good paintings on a dry canvas
Chaos, cause revolution, let the mind panic
My, how things differ
Stirring shit up while using the Big Dipper
I was in Pittsburgh, struggled to find a listener
Then I had me a Mercedes like Val Kilmer
Woah, go and research that
Stop thinking, move three words back
Someone told me that keys open doors, the lowest of the lows, I'm beneath the ocean floors
South, West, East to the North
Me and my homies smoking weed on my porch
Who do you believe in the most?
Imma listen while I snort this whole kilo of coke
Drug addict who cut classes, and used bus passes to explore the world because he loved madness
The baddest motherfucker out
Told my bitch to lay down, let me fuck her mouth
I love my bitches over thirty, cougars
Who like to talk dirty when they message my computer
Keeping my imagination running
All need is a couple of videos and I’ll be coming around a mountain, the fountain of youth is now polluted
I fucked Selena Gomez and busted a nut on her forehead
Still crushing Jennifer Lopez
Wanna set the camera up and have gross sex
[Chorus]
Never was egotistical
Meeting people that never seemed to really believe in you
But they don’t understand the things that genius do
Suicidal thoughts, yeah I keep a few
Speaking to the people who exist in my head
I’m only speaking to the people who exist in my head
Only speaking to the people who exist in my head
I’m only speaking to the people who exist in my head