Inside

Welcome to my brain Where chess is being played And vinyl spinnin' on the record player every day The ceiling and the walls look like graffiti on a train But all of it's rap lyrics and the floor is like a stage It's where I like to go when I get blazed, shit Sometimes I might stay in there for days And I know it doesn't sound stable But I got so many voices in my head, we sit at a round table When we congregate And get massages from bad bitches in lingerie Eat sushi with chopsticks, but we don't like how sake tastes We like Patron, Crown, or Courvoisier Sound proof I don't hear shit nobody say It's real Sometimes the room is small Other times it's huge and all filled With some new shit I'll build And thoughts keep racin' right on past Where my train of thought crashed and went right off track Yeah it's a mess in here But I spit clean With all these different voices in my head it's like a cypher every sixteen My engineer Is really good at mixing But I'm the only one who knows what goes on the scripting This is what it's like inside my mind It's prolly where I spend most of my time It's definitely where I write my rhymes, and If I'm ever lost it's where you'll find me This is what it's like inside my mind It's prolly where I spend most of my time It's definitely where I write my rhymes, and If I'm ever lost it's where you'll find me Vibin' in my mental Backpack and some pencils Pads full of potential Paint cans with no stencil Binge watchin' an anime Wine glass full of Chardonnay Ready for the cabaret Iced out in some Cartier Teamed up with the voices Cause it was harder partin' ways Sparkin' jays and rappin' over any beat that starts to play Hall of fame murals painted lookin' like an alley way Livin' in a world I created like James Halliday I'm hostile Head full of thoughts like a brothel With a genie in a lamp and a pixie in a bottle The killer in me's chillin' and he's ready with the rallo The chosen one holds the gun deathly with them hollows This is what it's like inside my mind It's prolly where I spend most of my time It's definitely where I write my rhymes, and If I'm ever lost it's where you'll find me This is what it's like inside my mind It's prolly where I spend most of my time It's definitely where I write my rhymes, and If I'm ever lost it's where you'll find me