Prefrontal Problems

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Woke up this morning, brain still buffering, slow-mo,

Checked my DMs, saw a red flag, but still went with the flow.

Had an assignment due, thought "I'll start it right now,"

Next thing I know, it's 3 AM, and I'm like, "how?"

Tried to cook ramen, almost burned down the whole place,

My impulse control just disappeared without a trace.

My room's a disaster, valid, I guess,

Executive function said, "nah, you just bless."

They're all like, "think smarter," "plan it out, bestie,"

But my mental hard drive's still a little bit messy.

It's not that I'm wild, or, like, trying to be dense,

My logic just took a quick vibe-check suspension.

Oh, it's the prefrontal cortex, still buffering, no lie,

Not fully formed, so, like, why even try?

Made a whole mess, kinda went rogue, yeah, it's true,

My brain's still in beta, what else can I do?

Yeah, my prefrontal cortex, it's stuck in a glitch,

Blame my bad decisions on that biological hitch! Period!

Saw a viral sound, "I could do that," I swore,

Ended up cringe, wishing I'd closed the app's door.

Bought a whole haul, didn't need a single thing,

But the unboxing thrill? Oh, that dopamine sting!

Signed up for like, fifty newsletters today,

My inbox is chaos, but I just click "okay."

My focus span? Literally gone in a flash,

The future me's problem, stacking up the trash.

They're all like, "think smarter," "plan it out, bestie,"

But my mental hard drive's still a little bit messy.

It's not that I'm wild, or, like, trying to be dense,

My logic just took a quick vibe-check suspension.

Oh, it's the prefrontal cortex, still buffering, no lie,

Not fully formed, so, like, why even try?

Made a whole mess, kinda went rogue, yeah, it's true,

My brain's still in beta, what else can I do?

Yeah, my prefrontal cortex, it's stuck in a glitch,

Blame my bad decisions on that biological hitch! Period!

They say it matures 'round twenty-five, for real, for real,

So 'til then, I'm just gonna cope, no big deal.

I'm just out here living, learning as I flow,

With a brain that's still growing, putting on a show.

Yeah, the PFC, it's just doing its thing.

Don't come for me, it's a science-y sting!

Not my fault... it's brain stuff.

It's the science, bestie.