(beat: Mac Miller Type Beat | "Lost Thoughts")

(Intro)
Feels a-lot like, my thoughts aint mine,

(Verse 1)
I been feeling lately i cant really speak my mind,
all these people on me fakin den they stabbin from behind,
quoting all my ways of speech, n i dont play, i reach,
how can i say, with ease, that all my days are lease,
n not a purchase, this is not a call for help, issa message,
i aint really feelin like im fit for this semester,
i been so destructive, n im feelin like i left my sanity behind,

(Hook)
Feels a-lot like, my thoughts aint mine,
left my sanity behind,
cuz it feels a-lot like, my thoughts ain't mine,

(Verse 2)
My path of thinkin fades, when you look at me that way, i cant handle all this stress,
keep me missin out in space, floatin round what can i say, i been smokin for a while,
but i really cannot place the guilt on you,
i been charmed by your essence, is bulletproof,
you had so down, so deep,
but i just could not keep,

You like a key, that i lost, over and over,
Feel that cold rush from murder over my shoulder,
Goosebumpin, spreadin over my arms, and more,
i cannot see the world the same way,