Mic, mic, mic
Yeah we good now
Turn the vocals down a little bit, just a little bit
I want it loud
Here's my moment of clarity
I've been misleadin' you all, givin' you half of me
I've been blazin' a trail and leavin' casualties
I've diagnosed myself, I think it's apathy
So lettin' go became easy, grabbin' ahold, that's the hardest
I know our expiration date soon as we start it
You come around and you feel safe while you're a target
You feelin' like I let you inside, while I'm guarded
It's genius when arrogance seems like it's modest
Look past the insanity, glance at the logic
Appears optional, all of it is stipulated
Watch and learn how emotions get manipulated
Now you in dire need of help
You the victim, made to think you did it to yourself
Speakin' of, rest in peace Sandra Bland
I'm believin' everything that wasn't on that cam
But back to you, beauty, let me address our lil' movement
You in therapy but I don't see the improvement
Oh whatever's been made now days is ruined
So every few months I ponder what the fuck are we doin'
Let me watch my words again
You easily got one of the best pussies that I've ever been inserted in
You real kind, real sweet, real nurturin'
Yet every time we link back up, you just get hurt again
You put all men in a box, I ain't one of 'em
Funny how you got all the answers and none of 'em
You only dated three men so I'm scared of you
Cause with no point of reference, what the fuck are you comparin' to?
You good one minute, psycho the next
No longer lettin' it ride, too much Jekyll and Hyde
Then you subtweet some weeks, busy settin' your pride
I'm grown, don't really need that sort of mess in my life
But wait, you of age, you old too
I control my emotions, yours control you
You bright enough to know when you get impulsive
For me, that's repulsive, how do you not know this?
And then we go our separate ways
Just to link back on better days
Though I know it's short term and you never stay
You always a sucker for that text that say