To be honest I hate being honest

Its the fact that all my answers seem to never be modest

I appreciate the love....Cupid getting better with the aim

I fell in love with the thought of being everything

Thats a lot to handle when it's only the beginning

Waiting for my time when all these other niggas winning

Every second I'm craving that I get your attention

Just a second to show ya that I got good intentions

So much pressure on my chest, ima need a spot

This situation I'm going through just ain't working out

I'm stuck between decisions either way I see disaster

Which is worst because I never planned to be here after

I wanna be wherever you would lay your head to rest

Instead of pillows you can lay your head right on my chest

Listen how my heart beat for your love and bliss

It's not easy but I simply rather deal with the PRESSURE