Babble, babble, it's all psycho babble
My mind is a cage and it rattle, rattle
Hold these thoughts prisoner, when they escape
Will I lose the battle for the front gates, hey
Fall back, I feel intent from the source
All bad, thoughts and much more
And all that, a cry for help sent to warn
Lock it down and barricade the door
Shut it
Like a 95 laptop, game on but I'm runnin' slow, overheating like cattle in summer season
Sittin' at a buffet overeating, overthinkin' bout a bitch n' shit and if she truly worth keepin'
I'm a little off the deep end, in my feelin's
Slippin like cartoons on banana peelin's
I see a flash of red, quick visions I can't filter
Am I bout' to to go skitzo like Ezra Miller
Babble, babble, talkin' all that f*ckin' shit
Rattle, rattle, get a grip
Babble, babble, talkin' all that f*ckin' shit
Rattle, rattle, get a grip
Front gates
Babble, babble, it's all psycho babble
My mind is a cage and it rattle, rattle
Hold these thoughts prisoner, when they escape
Will I lose the battle for the front gates, hey
Fall back, I feel intent from the source
All bad, thoughts and much more
And all that, a cry for help sent to warn
Lock it down and barricade the door
Babble, babble, talkin' all that f*ckin' shit
Rattle, rattle, get a grip
Babble, babble, talkin' all that f*ckin' shit
Rattle, rattle, get a grip