Sketches of Paranoia Omen (Ft. Bas)

[Intro]
One day I'ma get it right

[Verse 1: Omen]
This life can leave you confused
What is black? What is brown?
What is up? What is down?
What is lost? What is found?
Got my head up in the clouds tryin' find solid ground
Maybe I meant to fly, mama told me I'm special
And damn right I believe that
Have I changed? ay 'joe', where the Hennessy at
I never drank before, now I'm out on tour
Mama probably be ashamed if she found out more
Over confidence, I swear I hold my liquor much better than this
But last night damn it I was reckless as shit
I started with a condom but she pulled that shit off
And I just kept goin' I just went in it raw
At the blackjack table we started our match-making
Hotel keys exchanged and next was your back breaking
And here I am in Vegas I'm gambling more than chips
I pray my dick don't fall off in the morning and I'm sick
I think I'm paranoid, I'm feeling paranoid
They lookin' at me like they know it, are they clairvoyant?
I'm back to normal in a couple days
But I repeat the same mistakes and so the trouble stays