IDK

I don’t know why the moon look like a dinner plate,

Or why my toaster talk back like it’s gettin’ baked.

I don’t know if pigeons are spies with a hidden base,

Or why my shadow leave me hangin’ in a different place.

I got dreams in Morse code, beepin’ in my spine,

Woke up in a sitcom — laugh track every time.

My brain do parkour through a maze in decline,

Ideas pop like corks off a conspiracy wine.

Ayo, I don’t know why my socks go missin’,

Maybe they eloped with the spoons in the kitchen.

Maybe I’m a wizard, but forgot the audition,

Or a glitch in the Matrix, just beggin’ for permission.

I don’t know, man, I just rap what I see,

Like a blindfolded painter on a trampoline.

I don’t know, bruh, don’t ask what I mean,

Just a thought-chasin’ flame in a kerosene dream.

IDK, IDK, that’s the vibe and the theme,

Got a UFO parked where I keep my self-esteem.

IDK, IDK, lemme surf through the stream,

Of a WiFi signal that’s screamin’ in a meme.

I don’t know if I’m real or a tweet gone rogue,

Or a post-it note God left inside a joke.

My brain run laps like it’s late to a smoke,

Tryna light up a line with a concept that broke.

I heard my shoes whisper secrets to the street,

Heard a tree say “bless you” when I started to sneeze.

Saw a thought in the mirror tryna borrow some peace,

While the clock moonwalked and my sandwich screamed “cheese.”

Maybe I’m a villain in a plotless plot,

Or the hero who forgot how to fly but fought.

Maybe I’m a dot in a thought that rots,

Or a scribble on a napkin that Picasso forgot.

I don’t know, fam, I just spit what I feel,

Like a Rubik’s cube soul tryna turn something real.

I don’t know, dawg, I just ride on the wheel,

Of a hamster named fate tryna make a meal deal.

IDK, IDK, that’s the map and the mode,

Got a lava lamp brain and a traffic cone code.

IDK, IDK, that’s the weight I unload,

While the beat plays therapist and listens explode.

So if you see me talkin’ to a vending machine,

Know it gave me more wisdom than most humans I’ve seen.

I don’t know if I’m crazy, or just finally free,

But I’m floatin’ on a track made of “what could it be?”

(IDK…)