Nothing's Clear

I'm still cruisin, my brain is sore

Time is willing, It's out the door

There's no correction, no female sport

It's locking up inside my mind 'cause

Nothing's clear anymore

There's no corruption, no train of thought

Not even willing until I'm caught

It's like a judge and jury being bought

By someone on the opposite side but

Nothing's clear anymore

Take a look inside Before you swallow your pride

Take a look inside

Take a good look inside

Stop and think about what you do

Try to understand