Produced by Lee Scott Video by Louis Mackay https://music.blahrecords.com/Ginkgo_… Lyrics I’ve lost my mind… or it can’t find me skull It’s like my internal hard drive is full Asleep while my feet caress the pavement Venture deeper into depression for entertainment Sorry if… I’m sorry if I struggle with your name But that’s one of many things I struggle to retain If money is the aim, when I’ve got enough I’m gonna pay someone to explain what’s going on in me brain Name’s escape me, shit I definitely used to know I now don’t know, I don’t know I just want to kick that vintage raw flow But I’m still unsure if I’ve rapped this before Let’s just pretend it’s all meant to be a joke While I make a mental note I’ll forget I ever wrote A dozen years since I last inhaled the skunk smoke Quote “something fucking dope” unquote Tripping over simple words Replacing linking verbs with flapping lips and err’s Do not disturb, I’m already maladjusted Struggle standing upwards, looking at you flustered Just fill me glass and I’ll be OK Somewhere over the Israel Kamakawiwoʻole But I’ll be standing in me own way, not knowing why Distracted by the blonde rolling by, oh, if only I Could remember the line, I was just mumbling under me breath But it’s fine, I suppose there isn’t a more apt way to close Some shit about whatever this is about than this …. shit, what was I sayin? credits Connect with Blah Records: Website: http://hyperurl.co/6hybr4 Facebook: http://hyperurl.co/5p6w1f Instagram: http://hyperurl.co/hm9yx0 Twitter: http://hyperurl.co/fcdhdc Soundcloud: http://hyperurl.co/4jbu1r Spotify: http://hyperurl.co/motqss Bandcamp: http://hyperurl.co/47aitn ℗ & © 2022 Blah Records
