Where's My Logical Reason?

[Intro] (Vinyl crackle) I've been commenting... From the sidelines. Funny... How music remembers us... Long after we forget Who we were. [Verse 1] I've been commenting from the side. Logic lines replay Like I met Bobby Tarantino twice. The name is there... But life... Never lied. My mind still recites Hooks and verses. Bridges and builds. "I don't want to kill myself..." "I just want to be alive." 1-800-273-8255. Still echoing. Like yesterday. I still hear those bars Like it's 2018. Still wanting... Forty-four more. A sucker for pain... But pain wasn't the point. It was knowing... Somebody else... Could put words To feelings... I never knew How to explain. "Under Pressure." Trying to breathe. Lungs collapsed Inside my own thoughts. Anxiety... Restricts. Restrains. Breath... Without expansion. Suffocating... Suffocation. Songs... Sung... To suffocate The suffocation. [Pre-Chorus] Word orbiting. Rhymes ran out Of room. Letters collide. Thoughts overlap. But somehow... The music... Still finds me. [Hook] Where's my Logical reason? I need reason... With Logic. I need... An incredible true story. Where's my Logical reason? Some songs don't just play... They stay. [Verse 2] "I WORK HARD EVERY MOTHER FUCKIN' DAY!" Still ringing. Like motivation... Tattooed Inside my chest. Forty-four bars. Forty-four more. That sample... Still rides. So hard. (Slowed) On my... Flexicution. Then somewhere... Without asking... THOUGHTAHOLIC happened. Not trying To become somebody. Trying... To become myself. Proven proof. Perseus pursuits. Producing purpose. Over-consuming. Creating. Consumption... Turns into construction. No fronting. No bluffing. No stunting. Like my daddy. Two cups. Eight more. Sixteen. Almost twenty. Always... Wondering... What's next. Hyperactive thoughts. Without deficits. Attention... Everywhere. Yet somehow... Always focused... On words. Wish lists so big... Too many records... To record. [Bridge] Maybe... That was the lesson. Music... Doesn't save us. It reminds us... There's still something Worth saving. [FINAL HOOK] Where's my Logical reason? I need reason... With Logic. I need... An incredible true story. Maybe... This one... Became mine. [Outro] Black Spider-Man... Spinning webs. Too many lines. Too many thoughts. Too much... Left unsaid. (Vinyl crackle) Fade.