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 **** being so fine? I’m stuck between being abrupt and sublime. I know you just want a ***** to listen to you sometimes. Hopefully I can show you something different. But in reality I’m just like every ***** in the lunch line. Hands out, pants down! And hate being asked after we **** 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 ****** wit a skater. It appears to the world that I’ve found my savior. You tell me “oh you playing now”!