The gift in my hands
Brings the pen to dance
Thoughts in head translate to romance
Because pictures in my mind
Can’t comprehend rhyme
Or fit into a constructed storyline
Translation lost from nose to mouth
Have you asking what the hell I’m talking about
But the culprit is confusion by clout
So on a screen
There’s no stuttering
Of saying what I’m supposed to mean
Do you know what I mean?
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I’m happy that bitch died Dropped dead on her lazy eye Ya, I’m happy that bitch died The meanest girl you ever did see Came straight from hell, drew her brows with Maybelline Blame her upbringing, “nEvER sToOd A ChAncE!” But she was a big, stinky shrew with skid marks on her pants Didn’t have
Tears, weathered cheeks Creases on soft skinIs it you? Is it me?Abandonment clogs the sink Oh, AntonioLet those words freeOh, AntonioBreak a wall for me Dying to get past herDo thin lips confuse?Am I not enough?Daddy was a bastard Oh, AntonioLet those words freeOh, AntonioBreak a wall for me It drains me when I bowBut
If you knew how many songs I wrote about you You might turn away Don’t wash yourself after So I seep into your pores Lay in bed a bit longer Yeah, I’m not like the other whores Grab me a bit harder No, it doesn’t hurt A masochist for your love No, you’re not
We’ll move through this, expand Just tell me I’m your man Feel this obsession No shame in being a possession Cleanse your words with my mouth Guzzle the cup till nothing comes out You’ll work through my commands Take pride in being a fan Righteous love Idolize my hug Stigmatize the left They don’t bleed
“People are always going to talk shit, so you might as well be authentic.”
