Traumatic

[Hook: Jinbo] I lick that stick and close my eyes, I'm stuck in my mind Still stuck in that time Traumatic flashbacks kicking in, they lash me (I lick that stick and close my eyes, I'm stuck in my mind Still stuck in that time)(repeat 2x) [Verse 1: Jet 2] Fresh, everything that I attempt to be Feel destiny talkin' direct through mental telepathy Life is just a book of perforated pages of ecstasy Every single day I'm fillin' pages preferably Glance to the left about eleven 'o clock Trying to figure whether this beauty is out of heaven or not I'm caught up in several thoughts I never would've thought of Smell the scent of nail polish and other feminine product I'm ahead of my thoughts, I never caught up So even in the future I'm lookin' to the past still like I paused so as I... As I... [Hook: Jinbo] [Verse 2: Jet 2] Take the ride of your life, flashback at a smooth pace Zip your thoughts up and hold your tongue like a shoelace Patience is a virtue, I suggest you go rehearse waiting your turn While steadily workin' you wake up and you're stuck in that Time is of the essence bring the past into my presence Fix the past up with my presence now my future's lookin' pleasant I follow my heart, I rarely listen to what whom say Brightness in my future, my calender skipped through doomsday Wow there ain't no stoppin' me I don't take no breaks, this young apprentice is a prodigy In quality and quantity on top of these commodities Sittin' on the world like toddler feces before a diaper change But off the head like migraines I might arrange a psychiatric visit, cause I'm quite deranged My mind has changed over time but moments are timeless as I Figure out this trap I set is stuck in my mind, still stuck in that time