My instinct isn't basic it's the basis of livin' survival
the fitness of wits amidst the myths and lies that lie in basements
of civilizations created you name when who made it up?
I trust in blood that pumps through veins and sustains my life
the food I use to fuel my fights with frights and flights to heights
despite my pint size I rise in might when vices tight
and threatnin' breath, forget what's right what's fair
don't care the air is there I need it will kill to still receive it and hike
ignite the lights I see with at night when I ain't sleepin' I write
I type I swipe for life I be in not believin' what they feedin'
but eatin' a bite, not likin' I'm slight not bulimic though i keep it inside

Hook: Refused to use what I knew now I know
I shoulda listened to my intuition but didn't
I shoulda listened to my intellect but didn't

Intelligence is tellin' this self to relish in developin'
not embellishin' wealth of intellect in my head
not when I'm givin' it when deliverin' my thinkin' and the inklings I get
when cognition's correct and I'm linked in
my vision detects direct connects deliberate repetition
conditions and collects the ringin' bells in my livin' cells
with conviction and yet my spirit convinces my brain
to wave away the fake displays remain suspicious
not uplifted in some minds I played the victim
in mine I stayed resistant to prime time gimmicks
providing analytics contrived to divide my physics
and then emotions takes over, I'm driving different

Hook

I shoulda listened to my intuition but didn't
and now I'm sittin' thinkin' bout the shit that hit the fan
damn it's stinkin' my decisions lead to prisons not prisms
no light can get in to guide my spirit driven
by fire and desire stricken by limits I give in
perspire ambitions are missions to satisfy the physical
not spiritual in it or out of it, not doubtin' it
can't figure how to get disciplined
my trust in my gut keeps switchin' with
the whys/wise in my mind if I'd be quiet ride the tide
I'd find the blinds get lifted, remindin' me that vision is within
if I give it permission to assist providing what I need
would I still dream and wish?