I do say on trap, my brain just isn't working quite like it's supposed to

Bring us to the light
Bring us to the light

Maybe it’s God above (God above)
Maybe it’s the devil below (devil below)
Baby, you can save me from ancient worlds
But all I really know is my brain don't feel right

My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right anymore
Anymore

Maybe I'm super smart (I'm super smart)
Or dumb as a box of rocks (oh uh)
Or probably wasn't a good idea
To smoke all that pot
'Cause my brain don’t feel right

My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right anymore
Anymore

My attention span is sad I'm a dogfish (haha haha)
Social media's made my fucking brain dead
And it's all because

My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right

And then it's like I drink my orange juice and next thing I know I'm in France
Oh, I just wanna go home!