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It's a mystery
It's a mystery

It's a mystery
It's a mystery to me
It's a mystery
It's a mystery to me
It's a mystery
It's a mystery to me
It's a mystery
It's a mystery to me

Uh
Scotty be tripping, I feel like a menace
When I play the victim, you think I won't finish
Fuck whinin' and bitchin, I gotta go get it
They see my ambition, they don't see the vision
How I end up in this, she think I'm magician
You steady be wishing, can we speak in private?
Ask in real life, why am I so quiet?
Uh
That's why there's some things I won't even know
Wanna move on but I cannot let go
Stick to this music, it's feeding my soul
(Ahh)
Maybe we still can do both
Other than that we get it in, ah ah
In the trap, everything goes

(What about the ones that went to church?)
It's a mystery
It's a mystery to me
(What about those times we played in dirt?)
It's a mystery
It's a mystery to me
(What about when that shh hit the fan?)
It's a mystery
It's a mystery to me
(Them same ole - kicked the can)
It's a mystery
It's a mystery to me

Memorance lane, let me ease the pain
Of instinct nicknames and knees to sprain
Where dreams can be had at a fingertip
Where it was real love or abandon ship
Where danger be in the midst and I decline
Fond of a timeline and it be mine
Seen the signs but I didn't really seem to mind
But I could never really fathom the time
The idea of a game became obsolete
They wanna eat the whole cake since they copped a piece
Cop, police or higher authorities
Can never saved a stone cold soul eternally
Don't turn to me, if I can take an eon of eternity
Then I'll spot the fraud, grab and hold the code, know it's no facade
Applaud the broad odd, imma kill 'em, on God

(What about the ones that went to church?)
It's a mystery
It's a mystery to me
(What about those times we played in dirt?)
It's a mystery
It's a mystery to me
(What about when that shh hit the fan?)
It's a mystery
It's a mystery to me
(Them same ole - kicked the can)
It's a mystery
It's a mystery to me

Art is special
It's sacred
It's a medium that deserves nurturing
Even down to the cotton
That is the base of what we call
The canvas