Lyrics:

Minimal, minimal, physical, magical
Minimal, minimal, physical, magical
I used to be the man on top couldn't stop
I used to be the thinking head but it was said
I used to lead the window race put on a face
My every joke was funny I had a lot of money
And all the people are fake can't only take
I'm losing my mind and way, need to get away
Away from gray and crowded places
City with many faces, my head is about to blow
I need to lay low
Minimal, minimal, physical, magical
Minimal, minimal, physical, magical
I used to be the man on top
Used to be the man on top, couldn't stop
Minimal, minimal, physical, magical
My head is about to blow
Minimal, minimal, physical, magical
Under the rain I run like a train
Feeding my brain, my private lane
They will never find me
I cannot be seen I'm the king of jungle, I will go and win
This is the life I need now I plan to see only myself to feed
I'm the man on top don't wanna stop
My survival is critical
Minimal, minimal, physical, magical
Minimal, minimal, physical, magical
I need to run away and
Before I go and lose my mind did I lose my mind
Did I lose my mind