Nothing Is Wrong

Yeah, uh I can worry, I can overthink things That's exactly when I tend to wanna drink things Tend to wanna smoke things 'Til I realized there's no thing outside of me That kinda helped me grow wings Listen up, I think this is dope To love's very different than to own Let that sink in I grew my hair, but never lost my J Dilla vibe Airplane mode, don't kill the vibe I had to remind people I was still alive I had to remind people of what's real inside Yeah, yeah, I'm the "I Took a Pill in" guy But even more beautiful with no pill inside Feel the vibe? I wanted to be Deion, I was more Wojciechowski My friends gon' hit the club, I tell 'em go without me There's a lot that these people don't know about me I always been that dude though, no Lebowski (Stupid) Old friends never tell me that I seem different Ashamed of the way that I used to treat women Objectifying Embarrassed, but I'll never lie Mac is dead; many more are dead inside Hideous thoughts in this head of mine I'll choose different ones Life hit me in the face, but I didn't run Perhaps Michigan'll be the place my kids are from Ram Dass is the man I got the vision from It's alright, yeah, uh It's alright, yeah Uh, ayy I donated all my Jordans, didn't do a post They were taking up the space that I needed to grow That was a Sage Francis line; I stole it But there was no better way to say that There is no future, no time Look at yourself; don't be so bovine Courage used to be something that I couldn't find People scared to look at their dreams so they look at mine, yeah Whatever makes you feel good inside (It's alright) I was in the gym the other day in Los Angeles And I saw all of the beautiful bodies Running on the treadmills, staring at the screens And it reminded me of hamsters running on the wheel And that's when I really decided right then and there I'm not gon' be a hamster on a wheel I'm gon' do it Twitter is apoplectic Squirrels with acorns I said it before Ships are safe in the harbor, but that ain't what ships are made for I say I am not my haircut, I'm not my body Not my clothes; I'm something much more beautiful Deeper than even I know Took me 30 years to wake up and write this song Took me 30 years to realize nothing is wrong