Look real hard at that end point
Before we finish the end of this joint
Because on my shoulders, I’ll anoint
The knowledge upon you
Like putting on the perfect shoe
This is the do or die, that fight or fly
Why sink when I can swim?
So, I’ll leave my bygones in the bin
And focus on the in-between selection
Like how through the cracks of the crowd
We avoid detection, just call it secession
From the front of the everyday
Who’s got time to have it your way
When you’re always begging me to stay?
Gotta go to work and I gotta get paid
Trying to keep my many fears at bay
In the eventual sway of the night and day
Dawn and dusk, but who’s looking at us?
In the end, it’s not me and not him
No, not now, and by then
You’ll be off to the roller coasters
Choking them birds like you’re supposed to
All those chickens that you beat
Stepping out the kitchen, watch the skeet
Is this how you treat yourself?
You fall flat on your face? Defeat?
And I hope you land on your feet
This isn’t a fucking treat
And all those boys you see
They don’t want you, they just want that pussy
Why you trying to lie like that?
I don't know why you're tryna lie like that
I always see you standing there
Half naked in your underwear
What’s worse is the smile and stare
You give to me when you let down your hair
Girl, you give my drawers a scare
And it’s not that I don’t care
I just think you were fucked up from the crib
Since you still act like you need a bib
Whoops, you told a fib
The timeless mistake you make
Being with you’s like filling out a fucking Mad Lib
I tell you what to do
And the rest is stupid through and through
It’s just you, not me
But I can see it in everything you do
Girl, you’re lonely, and I don’t know if you know
But I can see you standing there in the snow
If it only it snowed where you live
You’d have something to play with besides yourself
In your bedroom, waiting for another guy
To come walking by
Hi, always strutting fly
Just the same old guy
Walking right on by
Didn’t even have to try
Just threw you my number
Lo and behold, you discovered
I want what you have to offer
Like an undercover, secret mission
In the bedroom, we be kissing
But the rest is not for listening
Sloppy seconds, maybe
And D, I know you gonna hate me
You went through this ghost house first
You probly bore the worst
I recognize the advice that you gave me
Man, you right, this girl is crazy
She’s always saying something, always bluffing
Anything to keep the dogs coming
This kitten’s got me smitten
Though I know she just a vixen
Mixing the next story in a pot
Girl, whether you like it or not
You’re gonna get yourself shot
But man, you’re right, it’s my mistake
Should’ve never let you in my life
An overload of strife is at stake, so let’s bake
But just wait one, little second more
While I carry all the weight
Is this fate? Definitely not
Just a delusion caused by pot
My patient’s fixed up on the spot
It’s like you can’t relax
Motherfucker never learned to sit back
A Zig Zag and a six pack
Girls like you cook your own smack
And dose up too much
Because you’ve long lost your touch
Alone in the back of the pack
You act like I don’t know too much
Girl, your brain must be mush
Too many cocks you’ve bum-rushed
But where you really fucked up
Is how you can’t keep it on hushed
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