[Verse 1]

The One, oh, the One, girl it’s you

I just wanna one-on-one with you

You’re like fun in the sun, and you’re making my bars whack

You’re like a heart attack

I think my heart’ll be intact

But I just fall to my knees, on the track, hope for you, the same

Cuz knowing me, it never ends well

In a month or twelve, you’ll be boasting newer lames

Cuz my love underdeveloped; my whole life, grew estranged

It’d be a wonder to catch up, and live like I’m normal

I’ll tell ya something else, though, being weird sure resourceful

But what’s the point of whistles, bells, if you can’t even share it?

I mean I love my mom and Dave, but could not ever bear to

Go place all of my wagers on distant friends and a parent

Eyelids scalped for clarity—only seein’ the carrot

Yeah

I got my raps, they pretty fucking rad, but only ever find merit in ‘em

Cuz arrogance will rid ‘em ugly feelings that been staring, listening

And just parrot all the bullshit that's been holding me back

And getting married may be whack

But I’m down to fuck in exchange for false pacts…

Ah, uh-huh

Just saying

[Chorus ft. lyrics from SZA's chorus on "Ronnie Drake"]

"I got love for my niggas, my killers

My dealers, my trickers, my bros"

For the moment

"I got love for my sisters, my women

My bitches, my strippers, my hoes"

For the moment

"I got love for my niggas, my killers

My dealers, my trickers, my bros"

For the moment

"I got love for my sisters, my women

My bitches, my strippers, my hoes"

For the moment

[Verse 2]

I got love for that moment; you had me smile a second

But it won’t be enough to rope in the stallion, miles buried in wreckage

Idle parry the venom, my mouth a weapon like septet

But what goes in, must come out, so all my words only septic

Temple’s output is supreme, but what goes up, must come down

Shredded outlook to please, but they nose up, just put down

And I’m just a sweet little nothing; ain’t be no thing to put me down

Until I back up, and clap ‘em, ‘n put drapes on their casket

You learned to ignore? Fantastic

But FYI, you’re not me

Such tactics left me wide open to invoke my defeat

So I’ll bring in single serving friends that mean nothing to me

Everyone loves Noah brum, until he’ll be dumping on you

All these problems he grew, like persona’s something to choose

Mixed with ((disaffecting views)) ineffectual blues

And inattentive through-and-through with that that won’t laud

They sought to erase me, so I’m seeking to leave a mark

Through all the awful debasement, I’ll be free once shrieks depart

My mind (my mind)

And I’m sure you’ll find these songs are just the start

You’ll learn me better than anyone, and still be in the dark

Just saying

[Chorus]