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Sing About Me
- (Verse 1)
- Speakin my life in small letters nothin capital to talk about
- when you lived it listening to other peoples woes and shuttin your mouth
- wouldnt say i needed so much advise as most of it didnt count
- cause i was i busy followin others until i found out
- that our time on this earth is a suicidal bomb, that cant be deactivated
- unless the make realizes he gave me a purpose and i played it
- so only option left is to grab a pack of candles and burn time,im aimin
- for the biggest piece of mind when on the real my own needs some explainin'
- Been thinkin im such a fool...and in this world those types of species fall
- before makin another statement statin da negatives of it all
- still tryna find my way around this two dimensional delusional wall
- like so &so did then he spread the word in a matter of seconds just to drop a ball
- but who am i kiddin,it really takes a fool to know one
- He'll point an index finger at her ,with three pointing right back at him,and she won
- so ima lay back on my seat ,patiently waiting for my time to come
- but also lookin down at my shoes to avoid being tempted to pick up my all my inputs and take a run
- (Verse 2)
- for now there's only half of this soul ,the other ran away
- to a place that it consider's heaven,meetin' up with other strays
- the other half tried not to bother,but anxiety knew how to overtake
- the incomplete ones,and unfortunately it's still missing to this day
- "knew you've been through some things ,but please don't kill yourself,you just sprouted
- if you ain't happy right now then just let me know,I'll try get rid of the crowd
- you've never trusted any other soul but me ,but oh well ,that's what this life's about
- deep twisted fantasies,you'd be considered lucky if you stopped fallin when halfway to the ground"
- Yeah,well he fallen in that hole before and came out holdin' her hand
- a modest lightskin broad with plans and morals of stayin in the fast lane and
- not to mention she was a vegetarian addicted to karrats,a gold digger
- she though she had it all planned out before she him before he pulled a trigger
- he said think again hun,where'd you get your brains from,you bought em
- with the paper you recieved from your unintelligent exes,i guess as soon as you relieved right now
- listen to this song properly ,this joint ain't about you,its bout filling the column
- where my beeswax is,so stay sucking outta people's pollen
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