Behind the lines

Its not bad but I've been sitting here so sad
I've got logic and a plan
But I got hands all up in my mix
Contaminating it with there oily intents
You don't think I don't stress
All the facts
I see the truth
 I see you
I see thru you
I never meant a damn
I'm just a Cog in your master plan
But I'm your jam
You fucked up
You're already marked
You think you've won
But you've missed your mark
Might as well crawl back into the dark
Restart
Because your tricks don't fool me
You just think your smart
What you don't think I know about you and the shit you do
Please your still in kindergarten I'm in grad school
Check yourself before you wreck yourself
Or get a fucking clue