She's too attached
Hop off my back
The truth does not match and I feel too attacked
My mind is hardly like ever intact
I get distracted and then I collapse
Life gets compacted and then I detach
She is my drug and I need to relapse
Swear that she's testin me, all my reactions
And it's so hard to just breathe and relax
She keeps on texting, I exit with passion
Burns me with fire- already in ash
I won't be one to share lies with the masses
But what I bring is divine and it's massive
I say what I want, the universe matches
Take her away, my temperament's placid
I do not want no more tears on my lashes
Hop off my latitude-longitude axis, bitch
Wait til my passage switches
I'm not into plastic bitches
I'm not into drastic riches
Aye I'm into classic missions
They look at my tactics in em
And she's into tragic business
Im a magician, and she's malnutrition
But really, who isn't? the worlds so conditioned
To get that commission
We're all editions of sickly addictions
I've now aware and I'm actually suspicious
I am just trying to find a transition
So while they all talk I just sit and then listen
Words are like ammo, I mean ammunition
They can do damage if you let them slip in
I'll become distant and to find out what's missing, aye
Reality comes from your thoughts
You should detach from all that you want
How 'bout you see what you need
How 'bout be grateful for all that you've got
How 'bout you (How 'bout you) water your seed
How bout unlearning those things you've been taught
You know society makes us all bleed
Use all the pressure to make it just clot
The law of attraction will bring me abundance
My thoughts and my actions will reap all things from it
I should not ever concern about judgement
That shit can make me feel sick to my stomach
I climbed to the top, now I may plummet
She said I love you, clasped to it with suction
Either detach or be stuck in her dungeon
Either fall back or keep feeling like nothin
Wait 'til my passage switches
I'm not into plastic bitches
I'm not into drastic riches
Aye I'm into classic missions
They look at my tactics in em
And She's into tragic business
I'm a magician, and I need some distance
I am now aware, and I'm actually cognitive
I can expel it will simple permission
I'll sign in my heart as I do to petitions
I don't need fame, nor do I conditions
To take her place? I am down for auditions
Just know this time I know is and what isn't
Attachment is no longer welcome, no visits
Let me just love you with no definition
I've cut all our wires, don't need a technician