People Who Exist In My Head Mac Miller

[Intro]
Good evening everybody
How y'all doing tonight?
Currently in Paris, smokin' cigarettes on a terrace
Alright look

[Chorus]
Uh, never was egotistical
Meeting people that never seemed to really believe in you
But they don’t understand the things that genius do
Suicidal thoughts, yeah I keep a few
Speakin' to the people who exist in my head
I'm only speakin' to the people who exist in my head
Only speakin' to the peoplе who exist in my head
I'm only speakin' to thе people who exist in my head

[Verse 1]
Okay, yeah
In the beginning of time, before we could find
The things in our mind and explain them
Had to be given a reason for breathin'
We slippin' and dreamin' of river and seas
Didn't it all seem a little bit easier back then?
Rappin' was all but a hobby, I'm takin' it back to that
I have me an army, arms bleed with anguish
This tug-of-war that's killin' me
I know I'm strong enough to [?] it's takin' its toll
On this concrete, my brain sits
Drugs explore the feelings
See, they lasted long enough to make me break from the mould
Take this and go, run and tell the others 'bout us
It could save me a soul, I want it just to fuck around with
They wonder what my sound is, and ask me who I'm down with
These countless questions 'bout complexions, yet the answer I don't know
He a bitch, he a faggot, he a pussy, he a cracker, he a back-packer
Fuck it I'm a frat-rappin, ass-kissed, dick-rider, miss-guided, anti-violence minded lame
Problem with America, cryin' shame
A lot of people tryna deny the times of change
Close their minds, just believe lies, and hideaway
I hustle hard on my fuckin' job, slave to the dollar
A dog tryna catch my tail with twenties in my collar
Sick in the head, spending days I wish I was dead
Paranoia got me thinkin' every bitch with the feds
I want to kill them, but I kiss them instead
Lick on 'em breasts, ego
She love my dick when it flex, ahaha
I'm hitting the sess, stressin' 'cause my shit is a mess
Hundred bodies, different sins, I guess I didn't confess
Shit, my mind, I gotta give it a rest
Remember there ain't no pretending when you're sitting with death
Okay, so give me the checks
I don't want shit with the rest
They don't want it if it isn't the best, God bless
Okay, as we go back in time