This is a song about "Rhyme over reason"

Their there for just one reason

I'm a son of a gun

And live a life of rhyme

Break it down one time

This was sent to me for a reason

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Rhyming over reason, is the season, its my philosophy

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Living life working over-time when i rhyme my time dedicated to my mind

Scholars and scientists now conceive that africa is the first place of mankind

Whats my reason? im psychopathic, i have no reason

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

The whole point of recycling is to re use with a reason & rhyme

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

Gotta have more time, no rhyme or reason

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them