(Intro) They mistake him for Mr. Thief, But he’s just Mr. Inconsistency Is he late— Or just in time? Sprinkled with a hint of “early” (Verse) He’s unpredictable, A bowl full of question holes A mastermind of “almost sure,” Some might say a scholar’s mind— More like a quiet creek unsure That’s right— He can’t fix his act Never stayed in a single class Let’s be honest, he’s just that— Mr. Inconsistency Where understanding never lasts (Pre-Chorus) A liar, A thief, Abnormal? No— Just unreliable (Chorus) In the great unknown, Narrating ungrammatical Every path’s a question mark, Charm slicked down with chemicals Nagging on with a smiling shame, Helping when it makes no sense Indulging in paradox, Boredom salted, half-intense Tension with the non-existent, Was it planned?—not even close Just a giggling, drifting mind Locked inside a cage of “?”s Yolk-stir thoughts of enigma, Cracking meanings as they go
