"high-strung"
So uneasy for the times coming up
It’s sad that I can’t remember what
I’m so nervous about and I’m denying
This state I’m in, it needs some ratifying
Money is my main and entire problem
If I had more dough, I’d have more of ‘em
Or so Diddy raps on that one track
And I’m eyeing a job with no time to relax
I’ve got to get myself together
It’s gonna take some help, you in?
I need as much as I can gather
But if you don’t want to - what a friend
Hey, I need some time to prep
Useless hints, is that all you’ve got?
Funny how it always comes to this
Hold on, you gonna wait and put in some thought?
My ankles are twitchin’
And my legs are numb
Smoking inside the kitchen
Blackening my lungs
Yelling without listening
Leaving me to be sharp-tongued
Resulting to whistling
I need to not be so damn high-strung
