Blackout (Circuit City Bonus Track) Lupe Fiasco (Ft. Trey Songz)

[Verse 1]
I'm feelin' like, I ain't feelin' right
I'm feelin' like, I'm finna fly
Right in the sky, unidentified
Flying object, that I sit inside
You can get a ride, just get in line
Hand by your heart, like memorize
Ask Scotty please, could you energize?
Beam on up, to the Enterprise
From the inner city, or the Windy City
Where's Mini-mini? Not Mini-me's
Only Mini-me's, not a lot of hymns
Only one eye, whole lot of them
Saw a cyclops, that's a eye clock
Like a Rolex, with a eye patch
See what I got, matches on the wall
Plus a crazy flow, suicide watch
I'm just killin' time, plus I'm insane
In a straight jacket, but it's Romanelli
I'm just gettin' back, for now it's kinda poor
Want to have things, couldn't afford a Pelle
So don't mind me, cause I ain't got a mind
I don't front hard, I ain't got a mind
I'm just gettin' mine, but don't step here
Because it's something buried, that I didn't find
And if I’m on top like a mohawk
I remember when, I was so not
It was no locks, man I couldn't ball
I was so bald, Robocop
I was Mr. Clean, now I'm Mr. T
But a different team, F&F rules
Call me F.I., from the Westside
And I'm underground, pepperin' you fool (yeah homey)