[Intro: Alan Watts]
But you know, if you talk all the time, you will never hear what anybody else has to say
And therefore all you'll have to talk about is your own conversation

[Hook: 2Scratch, M.I.M.E]
Baby, do I look pretty? I'm going out tonight
She told me, don't you worry, don't worry 'bout other guys
But that ain't not making sense, no
That ain't not making sense, that ain't not making sense
She go down in the club, she loves the strobing light
I think she really mean it [?]
But that ain't not making sense, no
That ain't not making sense (Nah)
That ain't not making sense, no, no, no (Yeah, yeah, I'm tripping, okay)

[Verse: M.I.M.E]
Other half kept kicking like a V12, yeah
Camеras flash like a strobe light
Blowing kush up at the moonlight, yеah
Shoutout to my new life, I will never trust another
[?] take the keys to the Beamer, ey
I always been a dreamer (Is this a dream? No)
They been sleeping on me, but they woke now
[?]
[?]
Powder on her nose, white lines on the mirror
Yeah, she wiped out and she don't make sense
Blow it all on blow, [?] to her fake friends
Yeah, she want a little attention
In all my story she hungry for mentions
Night after night and her thirst never quenches
[?]
[Hook: 2Scratch,]
Baby, do I look pretty? I'm going out tonight
She told me, don't you worry, don't worry 'bout other guys
But that ain't not making sense, no
That ain't not making sense, that ain't not making sense
She go down in the club, she loves the strobing light
I think she really mean it [?]
But that ain't not making sense, no
That ain't not making sense
That ain't not making sense, no, no, no

[Outro: Alan Watts]
The same is true for people who think all the time
That means, when I use the word "think", talking to yourself
Subvocal conversationan
The constant, uh, chit-chat of symbols, images, and talk, and words inside your skull
Now, if you do that all the time, you'll find that you've nothing to think about except thinking