I swear I skipped over like three minds
Three times
I could only get out three lines
Went over for clarity left with despair
And just maybe the peace sign
She wrote them mean things in our pretty pictures
Behind that smile was an odd fixture
Maybe that's why I love her
Maybe that's why she love making the mixture
Say she want no kids been sure
But you love practicing
Say she want casual
Good at actressing
Go ahead and accept the trap we in
It's her first time, for me it's been happening
Thinking bout how she had me fucked up
Or my step bruh grappling
I know ego and trauma equal tapping out
I'm tapping in
I know rapping in but I was down and out
Shit all I had again
Fool out of you
Fool out of you
