Thoughts

Here we go run it back chill in here Lets dig into thoughts let out my fears I need to understand Why the f*ck im the man Makin hit after hit and i got the plan I think of shit and write it down Like how my life is a spiral down Into hell Ring the bell Cast a spell So i sell My soul For the toll To be brought back up you'll Always need to be fuckin taught How to get out of the dreadnaught Of my mind Try to find How i make all of it fuckin mine I down a bottle of baja blast Drivin all damn night, im home at last Step out the car into the pit Fall down into the dark abyss Im sittin in school writin down these bars Dreamin of money and foreign cars Yall know that shit aint real though Getin in my mind every night, so Im stuck in the dark Not in the light When i write i feel smart Man i aint alright But i aint gettin far Im all for a fight Till i shine like a star In a clear sky night I got these thoughts in my mind In my mind I try to find A way out of the fuckin jungle Everyday is fuckin trouble I got these thoughts in my mind In my mind I try to find A way out of the fuckin jungle Everyday is fuckin trouble I got these thoughts in my mind In my mind I try to find A way out of the fuckin jungle Everyday is fuckin trouble I got these thoughts in my mind In my mind I try to find A way out of the fuckin jungle Everyday is fuckin trouble Everyday is a fuckin struggle Everyone brings fuckin trouble I got that shotgun barrel double Keep it on me to end the rumble Everyday is a fuckin struggle Everyone brings fuckin trouble I got that shotgun barrel double Keep it on me to end the rumble Wait here we are back on this beat Time to step up my game hop on my feet Writin down whats in mind Instead of tryin to find Lyrics that work and just make sense Sitin in my room burnin incense Meditatin Educatin On the subject of clickbaitin Get out my thoughts and all my worries Writin down thoughts all through out my journey Getin rich like a pirate thats got scurvy Everybody knows thats on my mind Everybody knows i aint got time For all this imagination Gotta make it through this saturation Gotta make fun of the jake paulers Their brains must be smaller Than a acorn Thats for sure Im sayin they're retarded for sure I dont care about anything anymore Gonna go ahead start another world war They gonna look at me and say good lord Kids gonna fly high gonna go soar Try to push this shit to 4 minutes Here we are at the bend close to the finish Look to the clock Tick tock Gonna go shepherd a new flock This aint no gucci gang I aint no gucci mane Thats not what i been sayin Im just on this cause im playin I got these thoughts in my mind In my mind I try to find A way out of the fuckin jungle Everyday is fuckin trouble I got these thoughts in my mind In my mind I try to find A way out of the fuckin jungle Everyday is fuckin trouble I got these thoughts in my mind In my mind I try to find A way out of the fuckin jungle Everyday is fuckin trouble I got these thoughts in my mind In my mind I try to find A way out of the fuckin jungle Everyday is fuckin trouble Everyday is a fuckin struggle Everyone brings fuckin trouble I got that shotgun barrel double Keep it on me to end the rumble Everyday is a fuckin struggle Everyone brings fuckin trouble I got that shotgun barrel double Keep it on me to end the rumble