It's like six twenty three in the morning
Boy still got morning breath

It's like all the insecurities are stacked behind me
Old man's got a fresh lineup and a new timepiece
Great typeset on his newest newspaper, you know where to find me
Back to back nights of my life, its getting hard to time me

Wheres the piece of paper saying i cant act this way?
A new piece of clothing and billion words to say
Just want to roll the old vinyls and go to my birthplace
Reminisce at the small structures like a kid on his birthday, uhh
But its not the same, it's filled with malaise
Like Picasso sad blue days
And things that are toupee, uhh
Still didn't catch her maiden name
Pointing fingers like I'm to blame
My brother's the same
Find out something about my life when it starts to rain

I got a pothole in the road
Watching wheel of fortune when i'm old
Because i'm still trying to figure you out
Like Mona Lisa but she's fading in a drought
Every minute you take a new route
I doubt, you know your feelings perfectly, yeah

That's why I'm doing my own research, telescope and astrology
Hold up, still waiting for my crystal to regain energy
She's saying remember, I can't remember because I have a short term memory
Looking at you, but i'm watching a documentary
I'll take women 500 like i'm stuck in a game of jeopardy, umm
What is, confusing as fuck?
I can't understand you, ur confusing as fuck
Anyways, imma go with my gut
Kinda like the woman that gave me a shitty ass crew cut
I just hear your name too much
Tell me is this luck?

Where is your attention span?
I gotta keep it because I am a business man
And as we get older, we increase our lifespan
Still wondering, do i have to be a doorman or handyman, yeah
I wanna feel like Drake in U With Me"'s verse
Chanel satchel but we all know its a man purse
It's 12 am, still thinking about what we said and the obverse
Thinking if i shoulda let you speak first
No, go ahead