Thinking Too Much

Intro: "Yea, I'm not a rapper but, sometimes I feel like rapping is the only way to vent

So don't be offended, because if you know me personally, this one is probably about you so, yea"



My past girls didn't want me cause' I think too much

Can't even comment on your Facebook, I ain't cool enough

Cause' you was pretty "bad" back in high school and stuff

Don't let your ego get ahead of you, what's "cool" is funds

Cause' after school you get enlightened to misleading things

Like how life ain't about popularity, or which party you was at last week

How you got fucked up and can't remember one thing, thing

Like how you cheated, but you was drunk, so you "didn't mean it"

Or how you've been meaning to tell me but you just didn't see a

Right time or a place, so you texted rather than say it to my face

A disgrace, cause' you didn't want to get embarrassed

So you tell your parents and your brothers that I pulled your hair and shit?

Or how I "beat your ass" and "life's not fair" and shit

Just admit it you're embarrassed, out in public, other men are looking

Won't give me no hugs and no kisses, so miss me



(It's probably cause' I'm white huh?)



See back in the day I was like the only white boy in my school

Me and my brother had to get in fights just to be cool

With the black population, discriminated against

It would't be the last time I was hated against

I fuckin' hated going to college, it was awkward as fuck

White boys lookin' at me like "Dude, where's he from?"

"What's up with his accent? Yea, he probably thinks that he's tough"

Naw, my face is just rough cause' of where I grew up

I'm actually a pretty nice guy if you knew me enough

Quick to judge ignoramuses, reminds me of my mom's ex wife

I swear to god that woman ruined my life

Had the nerve to tell me I ain't have it that bad

Not to complain that I even had it that bad

But to hear it from the one who took my mom from my dad

Married her later, to divorce, and take half of her cash

Cause' half of that cash is actually in fact

The cash taken from my dad in court, during divorce

But I would've went to prison had I beat her ass

Damn, can I get a pass? Where's the justice at?

Fuck the system, it's hard to be a good christian

With these criminal thoughts, caused by taking a loss too many times in the past

Getting harassed and getting my ass pushed around in class

It's probably the reason why my hands are so fast, damn

Even my family's dumb enough, to get me to the point where I got to cut them off like Kendrick Lamar

Giving me wet willies and shit, always bagging on my clothes, acting silly and shit

Where I'm from that type of shit will get you killed

On the real, you wouldn't know unless you've seen what I've seen and what I feel

Fuck it, I'm probably not gonna keep in touch

Cause' I'm busy making music and... Thinking Too Much