Looking back at all of my thoughts
I couldn't see how many pieces of my mind was lost
I was so f*cking close from just pulling the shot
As if the reaper was just waiting for a couple of knocks
Well what the hell was I supposed to do
Make a rap
Or make a tune
Not leaving any prints like blues clues
As I try and heal myself from all these damn booze
And I'm the type of nigga that got two moods
Kinda goes hand and hand like a pair of shoes
Just like wolves whenever they see the full moon
Cause they see different views like the chancle news
But you know I stay rocking them two face
Cause half the world like my cable man they so basic
I still can't get piece
I hope the world don't see what I see
This ain't a dream
Lost in my reflections
Trynna find a new direction
Man I'm lost in my reflections
Trynna find a new direction
I'm just lost in my reflections
Trynna find a new direction
I'm just lost in my reflections
Trynna find a new direction
Trynna find a new direction
Trynna find a new direction