Can't Think Straight

Lot on my mind can't think straight I do it right no mistake Ice on your wrist that shit fake I gotta date show up late Look to the past and I smile Time to myself I spend it for a while They say I'm shitty then hop on my style Not in the circle cause I'm in exile Tell me what's with the commotion Hop on the beat and I'm smooth like some lotion Sippin' this drink think it's some kinda potion Ridin' my wave you get thrown in the ocean Kentaro Miura how I go berserk Glock on my waist when I lift up my shirt I'm always grindin' I put in the work Life is a garden I came from the dirt Swingin' from the ropes like my name Dick Grayson Never show my face gotta mask like Jason Shorty gotta wagon I ain't talkin bout station Tell me will I ever catch what I'm chasin'? I gotta darkside like Planet Apokolips No daily planet but I'm in Metropolis I'm makin money don't care what the product is Buy out your business and I turn you profitless Lot on my mind can't think straight I do it right no mistake Ice on your wrist that shit fake I gotta date show up late Look to the past and I smile Time to myself I spend it for a while They say I'm shitty then hop on my style Not in the circle cause I'm in exile I'm always looking for the deeper meaning Head in the clouds but I don't think I'm dreaming Look on my face you would think that I'm scheming I'm full of qualities none worth redeeming I hate moving on it takes too much time "It could be worse," that's my favorite line Seasons will change one day I'll be fine I'll reach the top of this hill that I climb Been making promises I'll never keep No wonder why I can't get any sleep Visions of you when I try countin' sheep I'd say I miss you but I know that's cheap I'm impatient and I'm bad at waiting I'm a problem and there's no mistaking Argue with me cause you love debating Deep inside I know my heart is breaking Lot on my mind can't think straight I do it right no mistake Ice on your wrist that shit fake I gotta date show up late Look to the past and I smile Time to myself I spend it for a while They say I'm shitty then hop on my style Not in the circle cause I'm in exile Lot on my mind can't think straight I do it right no mistake Ice on your wrist that shit fake I gotta date show up late Look to the past and I smile Time to myself I spend it for a while They say I'm shitty then hop on my style Not in the circle cause I'm in exile