Suffer From Success

Suffer from success like when your girl wants too much sex

Like who am I impressing and lately why have I been stressing

Looking in the mirror but I don't see my own reflection

Wrote my wrongs but I know that I'm still in need of some correction

Never aimed at perfection but it's my best I attempted

Not the type to get tempted by those who copy my methods

On this train of thought but don't know where I should get off

Finally being found made me realize I was lost

So what is the concept when your memory's so foggy that your past is forgotten

And the music is the only thing that you can go sought in

In the studio as usual while breaking my crocs in