From Monday to Sunday, stuck in my own head
My life's a Sundance film, sometimes nothin' happens
I prefer to stay out of trouble,
But I have two or three plans if you get bored
We stay stuck in our own air bubbles, even after the storm
You'll never hear me say "I could've," either I'll do it or I'll shut it
I prefer to stay out of trouble,
But I have two or three plans if you get bored
All this, its for them,
We'll leave it to them
Given that hell, its them
Why would we want to do the same thing as them?
Sometimes, I think about injustices, I think about a world where to be a cop you have to study for 10 years
There's no more reason to be scared of being calm, If I cop a milli, it's not to buy shortcake
When I was little, I could talk my friends ear off with all of my stories
I've retained only the most important lesson from this period, it's to believe
But anyone who's too arrogant, man I hate that
At least live your life, bro, if you don't live what you write in these songs
I drop this knowledge in stages, like in the books of Hermann Hesse (German-Swiss poet)
One more day, One more line and I still don't talk shit, Diab' spin that record
Just a human stuck in the clouds
Don't mix up your destiny with your work, don't let anyone knock you down
Who we surround ourselves with is a reflection of our faults, pay attention to who you frequent
A reflection of our qualities as well, we share the same foundations,
Still discrete, more dope than a free-mason in training
And like a grand boy, I kill the instrumental 30 different ways
From Monday to Sunday, stuck in my own head
My life's a Sundance film, sometimes nothin' happens
I prefer to stay out of trouble,
But I have two or three plans if you get bored
We stay stuck in our own air bubbles, even after the storm
You'll never hear me say "I could've," either I'll do it or I'll shut it
I prefer to stay out of trouble,
But I have two or three plans if you get bored
All this, its for them,
We'll leave it to them
Given that hell, its them
Why would we want to do the same thing as them?