You, you got an attic of a mind I swear to God, it takes some motherfucking time To think about the sins you kept beneath your skin I know that you think you won't win But listen up you gotta wait, it takes some And no disrespect, every, every little turn that you take It's the right ones that you think you make And I know much better than The ones in sins I kept beneath my skin, I spent 'Cause if you don't think you're mad, you're fuckin' wrong 'Cause I swear to god you're sad, I swear to god you're gone You think about your life, you sit back and you swear You think about it too much, you think about it You think about it too much, you think about it You think about it too much, well, you think about it So don't get me started, don't get me started