. Verse. Roll up to the spot, feelin' real good. Think you gon' talk ****, you better not, my homies real hood. They say, "Logic, why you do that?" I don't know, I don't know. Yeah, they used to be like
feedin' artists soul diets like paleo. Meanwhile, I'm feedin' myself. I had a nightmare last night that I was sleepin' myself, yeah, yeah. Oh God. Verse 2 Logic. I keep my ego in check, just me and this