With Quick Lips

I'm a real real dopey
Cracker named VöKé
I play quick tricks
Like the Norse god Loki
Can't spit no shit
Cause my head's too dense
I write down words
But they don't make sense
Sinking deep
I can't feel my feet
Lost my rhythm
To the sound of the beat
Lost my way cause my way
Went astray
Must cope with the hope
I'll be found someday
So i just keep wandering
Further in space
One more misstep
Till I find my place
While i try to figure
What it's all about
I try to cut myself loose
But i can't get out
Now dead in my head
Are the things I've said
Might be a bit off
But it's still well read
Not long till I'm gone
From the mix of this song
Yet I can't help feel
That i might be wrong.