All that you’ve been through what am I suppose to do ?
Now you’re living your halftime
Seeing all these other guys trying to win the prize.
Shooting their shot.
What about mines ?
Do it suck being so fine?
I’m stuck between being abrupt and sublime.
I know you just want a nigga to listen to you sometimes.
Hopefully I can show you something different.
But in reality I’m just like every nigga in the lunch line.
Hands out, pants down!
And hate being asked after we fuck about where do we stand now.
I aim to never bring you pain
My finger on the trigger but ima stand down.
Bump into you months later
I see you still fuckin wit a skater.
It appears to the world that I’ve found my savior.
You tell me “oh you playing now”!