Mister Knows it All

Yeah…

I didn’t ask for this gift, okay?

(shh… I can hear that)

Yeah I really hate it, being psychic

All I ever wanted was a side chick

Someone to vibe with, late-night drive with

Best friend energy, main character looking slick

But instead I hear your thoughts out loud

No headphones, can’t turn it down

Some of y’all sweet, some of y’all wild

Please don’t think that — I’m still a child(oh no eww)

I don’t judge though, I stay polite

Even when your brain ain’t thinking right

Tryna block it out like “la-la-la”

But your inner monologue’s too raw

Thirty years in the making (wait—)

Why am I still glitching?

Every corner that I’m taking

Got a new premonition

I see it… hear it… feel it… know it…

Wish I could return it, but I own it

(Aw shit what now)

I’m sorry, I’m psychic

Didn’t mean to spy it (I can’t believe you did that)

You were thinking ‘bout that text?

Yeah, I already read it

I’m sorry, I’m psychic

It’s automatic

You blink once — I see your whole life like magic

Mind reader, heart speaker

Walking lie detector

You can’t hide it

Sorry… I’m psychic (you a cereal killer?)

Tryna order coffee in peace

But the barista’s thinking ‘bout quitting this week

Guy in line plotting his “villain arc”

Ma’am… why you arguing in the dark? (She cute tho)

I must admit, some of you sick

But hey, I don’t judge — I just sip

Matcha latte, extra foam

Please keep your secrets in your dome

I try not to hear or see (ahh)

But it’s something that controls me

You whisper once, I hear it twice

Your inside voice ain’t very nice

Sometimes I wish I didn’t know

Who’s fake, who’s real, who’s putting on a show

Ignorance might be a little bliss

But clarity’s hard to resist

(whisper)

“I can hear you…”

“No you didn’t…”

“Yes you did.”

I’m sorry, I’m psychic

I don’t try it

Your poker face?

Yeah I rewrite it

Future flashing like a highlight

Every red flag in bright light

You can’t hide it

Sorry… I’m psychic

You guys are dirty ass hell