Trendy like Illuminati and Cardi B and Carti

And Cartier. Playboy let it play boy

Inside my motherfucking mind, where your body stay

You tell me sorry Rae

Do I love you or am I just a horny Rae?

Just trying to fornicate

Sorry Kate if you can see me hope you beaming at the things I do achieve

Hope you're blind to the things that I have seen

Granna died but she lives inside of me

Morality, Spirituality / Insanity, Vanity

Madonna-Whore fallacy, personification of duality

How can I weave my fantasies into reality?

That's the dream and I plan to be the man you call your majesty

I'm gonna demand some things

Like a flannel tee from ASSC

And humanity to be less angsty

The things that I see is very scary

Storms coming, like I'm fucking Halle Berry

This life destined for the cemetery

Feed spice and they eat the peri-peri

It’s a complicated conversation your vocation an abomination like bombing nations that’s prolly Asian

You do your job cause Somebody’s gotta do it

I rap and talk cause I can be an influence

You can’t understand it

You can’t rubber band it

You can’t rob a bandit

You can’t drop the ramen

It Won’t stop the famine

This planet ain’t meant for planning

Advantage is when you dancing

To the beat of drum

Seeing the slums

Feedin your sons

Teaching ‘em love

Scenic and fun, seated in front

Till it’s your turn for you to go up

Life a play is you about to blow it or blow up

One day I will be ignorant the mark of a grown up

[hook]

Baby we so groovy

(Gotta wash it off, gotta take a shower)

We could smoke a doobie

(Gotta take a shower every fucking hour)

We could be a movie (x4)

[Verse 2]

I was so in love when it was us two

Then you came through with your plus two

"Plus who?" Fuck you must you pretend like you were not in lust too?

If you could read my mind I bet you wouldn’t have the guts to

You said fuck that other guy

Then you fucked that other guy

It was prolly post Tryst

They prolly just kissed

But she’s the one crying cause

I’m barely even pissed

I rarely give a shit about a bitch

But I loved you, I can’t ever trust you

It’s not you, it’s me

I can barely talk to bitches at ISME

My insecurity and oddity been haunting me

Honestly I hate philosophy but I am Socrates

Apologies, I bore the beat when I do bawl and bleed

My loyalty do fall asleep like all the sheep when love is deep

Forcing me (impossibly) to mortal me like Forest G

There’s more to see but morally it’s your relief that’s all I need

My analysis is sleep paralysis was a catalyst to my manic shit

Parallel to my beast was my beauty

You the one

I know you care for me so heavily

Eventually the Ferris wheel begins to drip in kerosene

And we were always circlin’

Like the vultures always hearin’ things

Word of mouth is the spiral went south

Shits a private party but I’ve always been loud

They say I got an ego, your love made me less proud

Now I’m feeling more down

Without you around