Текст песни French Dispatch - Logic

Roslyn, don't be talking to me when I'm in the shower
Shit's weird

From irrelevant back to relevant, writing raps on a settlement
Hopefully for the betterment, not the impediment, my state of mind
Now I took some time to find the reason I still wanna rhyme
It's kinda hard to find the thing that defines you
Had these thoughts at twenty, now I'm almost that but times two
Intrusive thoughts on the daily
Retired but came back quick like I'm Brady
Don't do this for no Mercedes, more like my wife and my babies
Out the Blu like Exile, no time for rest now
I look at my son like, "Goddamn, boy, you blessed, child"
Not a care in the world, but as a kid, I was stressed out like Q-Tip
See my body of work, but this right here, yeah, this that new drip
Check it
I've been steady overthinking 'bout health and 'bout over-drinking
I love that my ego shrinking
I love that I keep my shrink on speed dial
Don't need it now 'cause I would rather write this down
For you listening, not you missin' it
Live your life how you envision it
Gather your fear then imprison it like I do with these bars
Anxiety be setting in, but I keep going, on God

On God
On God
On God
On God