Sittin in a classroom I suddenly realize
95 percent of people here gon work a 9 To 5
Tryna die after livin a life that was kinda dry
Find em sittin' idle when its finally time to drive
Findin' an idol to live vicariously
Pickin red herring from everywhere in the sea
The logic there I don't see
My mind is very diseased
It'll stay that way till the day im deceased
I could never understand the way that these people function
I was always the one not showing up at the functions
Some say I got gumption others call it dysfunction
Either way im keepin the subs and overheads bumping
Im mastering my art cuz now im learning production
Lookin for a disruption in this maze of corruption
Where everything's designed for promoting consumption
But i get it when you say that shit aint up for discussion
Swear I try
Swear I try
Swear I try
Swear I try
Swear I try
Try not to wonder why
Lights turn off and I'm down the rabbit hole
Thinkin too hard got me down to pack a bowl
Sometimes it works and I'm gaining back control
Other times thoughts got me up playin whack a mole
Push one down and another gon come up
So many of them it would be impossible to sum up
Sometimes it goes until the motherf*ckin sun up
Got me worn out like my clothes that ain't hung up
But I one up any motherf*cker gettin on that mic
Hit em with that right left right watch it turn out the lights
And I been tryna just spit some chill shit that is tight
But Whatever concerning me's certainly surfacing when I write
It's like a reflex all the experiences I've had
Goin straight from my brain to the pen and the pad
The good the bad and the happy and sad
Its all right here waiting for you to misunderstand
Swear I try
Swear I try
Swear I try
Swear I try
Swear I try
Try not to wonder why
Swear I try
Swear I try
Swear I try
Swear I try
Swear I try
Try not to wonder why