Mac Miller - Of The Soul Lyrics

Looks like I wrote this song on paper
First time I did that in like three years
My handwritin' is, is horrible
And I can barely read this

Hey, hey
Don't even know what's in my head anymore though
Uh, figured out I ain't gonna go to college, Lee Corso
Fuckin' girls but I never kept the door closed
Want you all to hear the way I put it in her torso

I ain't normal, I'm clinically insane
I guess it's the result of drugs that enterin' my brain
All of a sudden, every legend keep on mentionin' my name
All that does is show me that my life will never be the same

Police tryin' to figure out how to get me locked up
I tell those cops, "Suck dog nuts"
Arrivin' to the party in a chariot
Lookin' for a scary bitch that I can pop her cherry pit

I'm very sick, yes, very ill
'Eternal Sunshine', Jim Carey feel
At the amusement park scared of heights, Ferris wheel
Double dare me to kill

Got some soul like De La do
They say I'm new, it's nothin' but some deja-vu
Everywhere you go these people hate on you
It's deja-vu, deja-vu

A little soul like De La do
They say I'm new, it's nothin' but some deja-vu
Everywhere I go these people hate on you
Deja-vu, deja-vu

Wind chimes, sick rhymes
Been high on this incline
Tryin' to get my money stackin' tall, 6'9''
Have some caviar, sip wine

Sacrifice insanity, sacrificin' normal
Purpose is for people in the plural
Form never formal, an art form, not a mural
Work four bars that are tighter than your corn rows

See a girl that's lookin' horny in the fourth row
I just put it in her mouth, orthodontist
Manipulatin' phonics, put 'em into sonnets
Let me put you on this nastier than Nas is

Bubonic plague
Bacteria that's tryin' to find a way
Spread like yolk of a broken egg
Talkin' shit, you just diggin' your grave

Got some soul like De La do
They say I'm new, it's nothin' but some deja-vu
Everywhere you go these people hate on you
It's deja-vu, deja-vu

A little soul like De La do
They say I'm new, it's nothin' but some deja-vu
Everywhere I go these people hate on you
Deja-vu, deja-vu

Hypothetically I'm dope, I kick incredibly
Potentially could be the remedy for happiness without the ecstasy
No methamphetamines, hot, a hundred and ten degrees
Visually stunnin', gotta see it on the LED

When I was seventeen I thought I had it figured out
Now I see that this about
When in doubt, a different route, it's crucial, three new schools
Life with a spoonful of sugar, yeah, I need my medicine

Fuckin' Mary Poppins, gotta treat her like the president
Represent all these fuckin' people that I never met
Some expect me to be the greatest ever
Hear me on the radio, shit will change forever

Now I'm just a pop sensation, fuck your expectations
I'ma be the best, have some patience
Thought that it was great, then poof
It was nothin' but some déjà vu, yeah