Ooooh
When you still depend upon me
It's the end but it's the start of me
I can't give out all of me

I'm handing out apologies and praying that they stick
I know I've been a child and I know I've been a dick
I'm a true product of my father and he makes me fucking sick to my stomach
When I'm walking I stumble, I learn the weight of my mistakes

Disregard all the pieces of my heart until it aches
Pulling pride at the trust from those I love until it breaks
I'm no saint, twenty down and the bottom of the eighth
Mercy rule hurts to chew so I'm steady losing weight

Slimming face, grandma saying that I'm looking like a man
And I hate it, what the fuck is that supposed to be
I ain't never had one to guide me through the shit I need
Now I'm bleeding in the street

I should give a fucking warning to the people that I meet
I ain't being bitchy I'm just being self-aware
But I don't deserve the pity
When I die all my sins are coming with me

Burn my rotten body and scatter me somewhere shitty
Please forgive me in the sands of time if I don't make it there in time
Me to the G might as well call me Sean
Mastermind to these P.I's moving them like pawns

Grass cut short, got a full reel pipe on
I ain't got no ego cause I'm doing what I want
Mama said she proud, swore I could never do wrong
It never took me long, with the raw I call me Don

Big boss, to this shit, bitch I feel like a soprano
Manipulate your feelings like I'm playing a piano
Cause I swear that I'm bout it, ain't no one tryna doubt it
Want beef? I'm a butcher with the boys you surrounded

Nails match clothes, how I pose makes the hoes mad
Names match throne, getting grown, I'm an old man
Miles being flown, guess it's good for morale
You a clone, soldier home, I can flip it like Simone Biles

Staying fit, I'm a gymnast, stay jumping through the hoops
Yeah that's true, with this quick fist I'm always feeling loose
I'm like a row of tree, I flourish in my roots
On a quest for love, drop this ass you wanna make a truce

I'm making back for love, not a man who deals in absolutes
Take my time, then I do it, what you doing
Think I've said enough
Nails match clothes, how I pose makes the hoes mad

Names match throne, getting grown, I'm an old man
Miles being flown, guess it's good for morale
You a clone, soldier home, I can flip it like Simone Biles