Of the Soul

Looks like I wrote this song on paper First time I did that in like three years My handwriting is horrible and I can barely read this Hey, hey, don't even know what's in my head anymore tho Uh, figured out I ain't gonna go to college, Lee Corso Fuckin' girls but I never kept the door closed Want you all to hear the way I put it in her torso I ain't normal, I'm clinically insane I guess it's the result of drugs that enterin' my brain All of a sudden, every legend keep on mentionin' my name All that does is show me that my life will never be the same Police tryna to figure out how to get me locked up I tell those cops suck dog nuts Arriving to the party in a chariot Lookin' for a scary bitch that I can pop her cherry pit I'm very sick, yes very ill Eternal Sunshine, Jim Carey feel At the amusement park scared of heights, Ferris wheel Double dare me to kill? Got some soul like De La do, they say I'm new It's nothing but some deja vu Everywhere you go these people hate on you Deja vu, deja vu Got some soul like De La do, they say I'm new It's nothing but some deja vu Everywhere you go these people hate on you Deja vu, deja vu Wind chimes, sick rhymes, been high on this incline Tryna get my money stackin' tall, six nine Have some caviar, sip wine Sacrifice insanity, sacrifice normal Purpose is for people in the plural Form never formal, an art form, not a mural Work four bars that are tighter than your corn rows See a girl that's lookin' horny in the fourth row Ha, I just put it in her mouth, ortho Dontist, manipulating phonics, put em into sonnets Let me put you on this nastier than Nas is Bubonic plague, bacteria that's tryna to find a way Spread, Like yolk from a broken egg Talkin' shit? You just diggin' your grave Got some soul like De La do, they say I'm new It's nothing but some deja vu Everywhere you go these people hate on you Deja vu, deja vu Got some soul like De La do, they say I'm new It's nothing but some deja vu Everywhere you go these people hate on you Deja vu, deja vu Hypothetically I'm dope, I kick incredibly Potentially could be the remedy for happiness without the ecstasy No methamphetamine's, hot, hundred and ten degrees Visually stunnin', gotta see it on the LED When I was seventeen I thought I had it figured out Now I see what it's about, went in down a different route It's crucial, three new schools, life with a spoonful Of sugar, yea I need my medicine Fuckin' Mary Poppins, gotta treat her like the president Represent all these fuckin' people that I never met Some expect me to be the greatest ever Hear me on the radio, shit'll change forever Now I'm just a pop sensation, fuck your expectations I'mma be the best, have some patience Thought that it was great, then poof! It was nothing but some deja vu