Lost The Plot - Intellectual

[Intro]

DJ I don't know what to do with my life right now man

Let's go

D-D-D-DJ

There were times I lost the plot, but I always got it back again

Wore my heart up out my sleeve, that was an honest accident

Man I gotta trust my gut, I'm going with my abdomen

And this town ain't what it used to be, I don't know what's happening

There were times I lost the plot but then I got it back again

And my homie's serving girl but he's not human trafficking

And the driveway like a mile, but I still be backing in

Every time a storm's a-brewing, put my back against the wind

So I put my hood up when it rains on my parade

And I roll a wood up 'cause every day I'm getting paid

Yeah baby girl I'm strong, but that don't mean I'm not afraid

No, I trusted in the process to the point I got betrayed

So I put my hood up when it rains on my parade

So you'll always be my family, it don't have to be the same

I'm from that era where my mom ain't want to change her maiden name

I've lost some people that I love all to the critical acclaim

There were times I lost the plot, but you know I always got it back

Baby girl you know I'm taken, so don't be falling in my lap

Even if we drift apart, just know I always got your back

I got three plays waiting on me in the same cul-de-sac

Three five in the bleep, that's every time I walk the dog

I had gone and lost my mind just like the Daniel Johnston song

In that Ballerina jacket, skip my heart across the pond

You know I gotta talk my talk 'cause I never felt like I belonged

So I zip my jacket up, I think I feel a storm coming

All my clothing smell like za, I know it might be unbecoming

I'm so deep out in the woods, I think I hear the people drumming

Where I'm from, it gets so cold you've gotta leave the faucet running

There were times I lost the plot, but I always got it back again

Wore my heart up on my sleeve, that was an honest accident

And I gotta trust my gut, I'm going with my abdomen

And this town ain't what it used to be, I don't know what's happening

There were times I lost the plot but then I got it back again

And my homie's serving girl but he's not human trafficking

And the driveway like a mile, but I still be backing in

Every time a storm's a-brewing, put my back against the wind

D-D-D-DJ

It comes from the heart man

DJ DJ DJ

I talk my talk