Back Row Chillin’ - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

My confidence is either really low or dangerously high

I'm either wishing I was dead or just believing I can't die

Taking bullets left and right

Even when I'm next to light I'm still running to the darkness

'Cause this fear that's deep inside, I'm always thing im a target

Always thinking that these bitches gon' fuck me over regardless

Looking over my shoulder, I always proceed with caution

Notice my chest is colder, but I wouldn't call it heartless

My soul now reeks an odor, but I wouldn't call it garbage

I make music for people who are as lonely as me

Who don't go out every week

And we refuse to fall in love because we're scared they may leave

Until I met this girl that had me weak in both of my knees

Destroying every wall I built up just to come rescue me

From the grave I was buried in

Her name was Keprea, I would have dreams of us marrying

She helping me let go of all of the pain I was carrying

Ascending to heaven along the flames of the chariots

We started hanging out like clotheslines, no lariats

Cherishin' every moment but that's when it's scariest

When your happiness depends on them you forfeit control

Giving them the power to hurt you but trusting they won't

"I cannot trust a soul", I used to brag and I boast

My paranoia stopped anybody from getting too close

And I know you gotta wait before you give me my dose

But when that day does come, just know

[hook]

You can meet me in that back row

(Gotta keep our business on the low 'cause you know they would never allow)

Chillin' in that back row

(As soon as I see you walk through them doors, you already know what's goin' down)

Meet me in that back row

(We can sneak a quickie in the back, I don't think anybody is around)

Chillin' in the back row

(Now that I got you here with me, girl, I cannot imagine going without)

[Chorus]

Back row chillin' with my bitch

Just focus on my words, baby, none of that nonsense

These bitches sounding hurt, putting us in their gossip

It's only what they heard, so I doubt it is honest

We in this for the long haul, there is no stoppin'

I marvel at your worth, 'cause tomorrow's not promised

Now baby I can merch that nobody gon' top this

We gotta make this work like it's no other option

[verse 2]

Back row..chillin'

Hoping I can punt with ya..I mean kick it

Fuck a DM

I'll slide in your mentions, ballsy nigga

I'll let you coach the game if that mean you would call a nigga

She think I'm running game 'cause she see how I talk to women

She feeling what I say 'cause I talk sweet in addition

To pronouncing my words

She say I kinda talk like a white boy

But got some hood in me so boost me up five points

Temper of a Scorpio, swagger of a Gemini

Game on Maya Angelou

Still I Rise, damn I'm fly

Killer in disguise

I keep the life private like what's right above your inner thigh

Clock tatted on me just to signify

We really ain't got nothing but time

That can be taken away in the blink of an eye

As my wounds begin to heal and I swallow my pride

I lose my balance and in falling that cannot be denied