CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : IMH

Yeah
I be looking lost in space and shit
Zoned out

In my head
Way too much time I've been spending in my head
In my head
Even in a world so big, I'm stuck in one in my head
In my head
And even though I try to change it
I might be this way until I'm dead
This what I said
This that 6 in the morning staring at the ceiling while I'm laying in my bed

And I keep spinning like the frames that acts as I
Got a bunch of things I seen, dont speak on
Left to wonder why
I got a f*cked up point of view
And lens is foggy on my eyes
Need a new perspective
Who could check it? This not how I die
I read a littlе book "The 4 Agreements"
Wanna tell thе author "You're a genius"
Needed to get back to my core of thinking
More so even, my odd life
Society took and distorted my being
Programming us all to destroy and be free
And we're locked in our thoughts that you told us to think
But I'm uninstalling it, I'm totally cleaning house
It's something to think like how our mind is so cluttered
And being in clouds
I just wanted the key to one day be free
No wonder why people doubt peace
We wanted to scream and shout
We numb it while puffing the weed or drunk off the drink
If one of you see unpublic me and ask "What are you thinking about?"
Imma say

In my head
Way too much time I've been spending in my head
In my head
Even in a world so big, I'm stuck in one in my head
In my head
And even though I try to change it
I might be this way until I'm dead
This what I said
This that 6 hours later we don't wanna wake up
I ain't even ate but everyday I

Dread like a rasta
In my head I'm locked up
State of mind fared
It ain't lock up
Sped through the block, bust
Stars watching like a set how I conduct
Yeah like an Opera
Waving a stick at the opps suited up homie
Yeah I'm a mobsta
Yup, need a doctor
Trying to turn my name to what I been feeling
But when I mention forward killing
Feeling like Arnold how I get to the choppa
Free thinkers, they don't need
Because if indeed we are, then they never could stop us
We bleeding probably villainize the people who try to tell us we're not the
We're too all deserving of the happiness and love
Got us feeling like a failure but their bread is what got up
I'm the definition of definition my repetition made my own and put that on the set and my mama
Just a lonely man or woman
My exit plans to X out the drama
I just hope I am really giving my best
I stand on every obstacle
I'm frozen and will wait for a second then
Like yeah here the opps come
Tell us no we can't but I say
Yes we can like Prezzy Obama
Hold up one second I'm not done
Get to the root of it like etymology
People said I would never be high
But now I made it and got Tech riding shotgun
See I be feeling I stepped up a lot
But since [?] Talk like I wasn't even
Worth it or maybe deserving of breaking it crisp because every outcome
When I have all the time and I just sit

In my head
Way too much time I've been spending in my head
In my head
Even in a world so big, I'm stuck in one in my head
In my head
And even though I try to change it
I might be this way until I'm dead
This what I said
This that 6 hours later we don't wanna wake up
I ain't even ate but everyday I

Yeah
6-12-6 shit (Everyday I)
Zoned out (Everyday I)