Maybe I'm dreaming
Maybe I'm fineMaybe I just write it down cause I got it on my mind, man
It's not a biography, it's a rhyme
Reality or thoughts, either way this shit's mine
A lot on my mind. Now ain't that about a bitch? How can you have a lot on your mind? You can't even touch your mind. It's not a physical entity (relax, I know it's a figure of speech). Now the reality of the thought comes in. Are you living or dying?
I'm here to tell you that you can only be dying. You are ageing. And ageing brings you closer to death. You are older today than you were yesterday. Therefore you are closer to death. Therefore you are dying. Even as you read this.