thinking (feat. Marcqui Blvck)

(Jacob David) I think that I talk to myself way too often I think that I talk to myself way too often, I think that I'm losing my sanity I think that I'm fucking exhausted, I think that I'm fed up, honestly I think I could stop if I wanted, I think I could change my mentality I think that I talk to myself way too often, often I've been having full-blown conversations with myself About the things that I've been holding in my mind effect my health I got, vices, crutches, told lies, threw punches, tote poles, Dodge coppers and get high, do mushrooms I've been having existential crises or something like this, it's something like that Whatever this is, I'm sick of holding it in I'm sick of holding it back I'm sick of holding it in, I'm sick of, wait. I think that I talk to myself way too often I think that I'm losing my sanity I think that I'm fucking exhausted I think that I'm fed up, honestly I think I could stop if I wanted I think I could change my mentality I think that I talk to myself way too often, often (Marcqui Blvck) Creeped down the block, had to know what you was on Different type of timing, yeah, you know how I put on Heard you got a nigga, but I bet you still listen when Blvck drops a song Yeah, you say that you don't, but I don't be wrong Tell me I'm the one, tell me how you want it Gave my heart and everything, you kicking' through up on it Love turned sour, yeah, became your main opponent See, now comes more back and forth and Checkin' on my motives, past trauma holdin Lying through your teeth, see the pain that you're holdin And maybe we just broken, Blvck (Jacob David) I think that I talk to myself way too often I think that I'm losing my sanity I think that I'm fucking exhausted I think that I'm fed up, honestly I think I could stop if I wanted I think I could change my mentality I think that I talk to myself way too often, often I've been staying up longer than the fucking devil's hour Lucifer defy my conscience, but I'm steady smoking sour All this time passed, didn't even check the hours And the clock on the wall is turning backwards And I'm stuck inside the mirror, but Who am I after that? Experience an ego death Strip me of my conscience while experiencing consciousness Who am I after that? Who the f*ck is looking back at me I got a new perspective and a lease on life and death I think that I talk to myself way too often I think that I'm losing my sanity I think that I'm fucking exhausted I think that I'm fed up, honestly I think I could stop if I wanted I think I could change my mentality I think that I talk to myself way too often, often