[Verse]

Probably ain't got my questions equal like delirium

Influences on drugs aren't right, make it even like the equilibrium

Blind sighted by all of my thoughts

Broken, shattered pieces of clay pots

Beams of light is the thing that ties a knot

Y'all homies think you know my exact spot

Like fishing, the chaos was caught

So many dreams I'm havin', I think a lot

Wonder if that friend lets me be what I want

Probably was the reason my thoughts are distraught

He ignores the question blatantly just to make fun of

Think his mind was the question that, hе didn't see love

His jokes are all thе same, he regressed

Mom's the reason I be this blessed

He's tryna be like the same homie like correspondence

But, I hit rock bottom when I was nervous and in despondence

My mind tryna be the same, and fit in

Throw away concepts in a dumpster bin

Cause I was doin' forgiveness

Homies annoy me like it's they business

Was stuck in the lacuna of dismay

My popularity would rise one day

They only reference stuff off the title

Just read the lyrics, and they'll maybe be vital

(Be vital)

Stuck in my delirium

Dont damn know if i was affected by bacterium