Can't Think Straight

Lot on my mind can't think straight
I do it right no mistake
Ice on your wrist that shit fake
I gotta date show up late
Look to the past and I smile
Time to myself I spend it for a while
They say I'm shitty then hop on my style
Not in the circle cause I'm in exile
Tell me what's with the commotion
Hop on the beat and I'm smooth like some lotion
Sippin' this drink think it's some kinda potion
Ridin' my wave you get thrown in the ocean
Kentaro Miura how I go berserk
Glock on my waist when I lift up my shirt
I'm always grindin' I put in the work
Life is a garden I came from the dirt
Swingin' from the ropes like my name Dick Grayson
Never show my face gotta mask like Jason
Shorty gotta wagon I ain't talkin bout station
Tell me will I ever catch what I'm chasin'?
I gotta darkside like Planet Apokolips
No daily planet but I'm in Metropolis
I'm makin money don't care what the product is
Buy out your business and I turn you profitless
Lot on my mind can't think straight
I do it right no mistake
Ice on your wrist that shit fake
I gotta date show up late
Look to the past and I smile
Time to myself I spend it for a while
They say I'm shitty then hop on my style
Not in the circle cause I'm in exile
I'm always looking for the deeper meaning
Head in the clouds but I don't think I'm dreaming
Look on my face you would think that I'm scheming
I'm full of qualities none worth redeeming
I hate moving on it takes too much time
"It could be worse," that's my favorite line
Seasons will change one day I'll be fine
I'll reach the top of this hill that I climb
Been making promises I'll never keep
No wonder why I can't get any sleep
Visions of you when I try countin' sheep
I'd say I miss you but I know that's cheap
I'm impatient and I'm bad at waiting
I'm a problem and there's no mistaking
Argue with me cause you love debating
Deep inside I know my heart is breaking
Lot on my mind can't think straight
I do it right no mistake
Ice on your wrist that shit fake
I gotta date show up late
Look to the past and I smile
Time to myself I spend it for a while
They say I'm shitty then hop on my style
Not in the circle cause I'm in exile
Lot on my mind can't think straight
I do it right no mistake
Ice on your wrist that shit fake
I gotta date show up late
Look to the past and I smile
Time to myself I spend it for a while
They say I'm shitty then hop on my style
Not in the circle cause I'm in exile