Released on September 18, 2019

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[Intro]

Brooklyn, word up


[Verse 1]

I believe in second chances

Only in certain circumstances

For example, not in romances

Maybe cus I've been damaged

I can never understand this

Girls always playing games with emotions

Going and making all of this commotion

And then they say its cus you need to show more devotion

Like b**tch please, if my heart was on my sleeve

I’d get diseased every time that we sneezed

So don't mislead what I do because I concede what's real to me


[Verse 2]

It’s for security, because if you decide to leave

I want the ability to still breathe

And essentially what I'm spitting is, a fear of commitment to

Everything that means getting with you

And everything that you represent

Because in my eyes I've realized an unlived life


[Chorus]

So now I try to define what I think is right

So when asked why I deny myself a Wife

Its cus love can't fly when tied by a plight


[Verse 3]

Yo listen up everybody, it's time to listen to my rhymes

Can't you see, you cannot get me

I am Campa, live from sundown

What crimes had you committed, during the beat down

After that fight broke out, you won the crown

But until all hell broke loose, during the breakdown


[Verse 4]

No one had to chill, everyone needs to calm down

Even the kids got involved, what a fucking meltdown

They threw a chair, through the window downtown

When authority came


[Outro]

Aye aye, I think I failed you

Oh, oh yay

Based on a true story, aye I wrote everything

Realist nigga okay, aye someday we just gotta go