Some times, when I can’t elevate myself to a higher place, I think about the great times you gave me.
Wishin the things that have been done can be undone, can somebody give me the guuuuun
-k
I’m not blind, I’m fact, I see everything
The puppeteers hands, the back drop, and the set of strings
All I really want is to walk around wit a wedding ring
And own a home with porches and grass growin forever green
Sometimes I scare myself with thoughts I can’t control.
Last week my homie told me she been feelin real low.
Because some dude stays harassin her, she’s tryin to let ‘em go.
But this the type of dude who pushes even if she says no.
I’m a hypocrite
At least I deal with it
See, Kanye dropped a track
Told my friends that is was trash
But I get up in my feelings
When somebody calls me wack.