Sensory Overload

Oh-oh, to the G Holding down the fort sucker free Lord no My love Sensory overload Like a rush to the brain but can't explode Food chain's closed and my spirit's low I can't tell if we damned like the horoscope Plan my getaway in dreams You can't really judge me Please turn to the crack pipe If I accept reality It means I'm destined to just freeze When they stop me at the turnpike Psychosis, diagnosis Personally I believe my genius is crucified Sensitive in my lane But you can't stop me mentally I'm like Ariena on Starline Oh-oh, to the G Holding down the fort sucker free Lord no My love Sensory overload Like a rush to the brain but can't explode Food chain's closed and my spirit's low I can't tell if we damned like the horoscope Plan my getaway in dreams You can't really judge me Please turn to the crack pipe It's a miracle I'm here Rockstars always leave At the drop of the mic These homeless opponents Need to find their way to be free And not in my mind If my ethnicity is in the category Then believe me I don't wanna be identified Oh-oh, to the G Holding down the fort sucker free Lord no My love