Under Influences

It's tragic, the situation flipped bass ackwards I ain't have a strength to cover brass tacks, tackle situations So I laugh at em, though I act dramatic Only playin' myself And I can hear the words you're sayin' under breath I replay the words you said before you left You said "Who is this? Oh, you the kid that's doin' music You the light-skinned negro thinkin' that he Ludacris It's ludicrous that you exist, you always think your humorous Honestly, I'm kinda through with this, I seen the way you movin Other things you choosin', how you givin' in to your external influences" This is harder for me than it is for you, you see, because I been jugglin' multiple things I don't have multiple rings, I'm not like Michael I'm not committed to anything more than flings That's how I try to ration it, but every time I say it, it sounds ridiculous And maybe it is, but the bigger the picture, the smaller the detail you're missin' is, I don't know Where to go What's my point of reference We're both new to this life and I don't wanna use that as leverage, but you get the message I don't know what I'm doin And as I try to clue myself in To not misconstrue or overdo it I'm gettin' bombarded by new influences Out of my mind Some days I wanna cry I think I'm goin' blind Maybe I'm out of time I don't know how you brought up things I left behind Somehow, someway, we done crossed that finish line Might just be a sign Part of my plan, I need to redesign But how I lost the road and where I'm gonna go Are things I couldn't find Drownin' in a wave, under influences, disconnected from my divine Somehow, someway, on someday Imma get it right