Attention Pt. 2 (6/14/22)

Um, therapy didn't help Probably cause I tried to diagnose myself But no one knows me like I know myself But some shit was going down, I didn't know myself But, it's all speculation We'll never get the facts from a dead situation I know I wasn't perfect, never said separation, But now that I'm depressed, I need head reparations And I got it boy Plenty women, different strippers Throwing money, spilling liquor on my zipper Lying to these women when I tell them that I'm different & I am But at the moment, I'm just trying to see her nipples What we doing here Like, is she cuffing or she bluffing Do she really fuck with me or is it nothing Cause these strippers hit me up and they tell me to pull up But I know these bitches only miss the money And I'm on my way See I been single for a couple days And this PornHub can only go so many ways But I been listening to Drake That's the bar So you know I feel some type of way I been listening to Future So it's over for these bitches in my future And it's over for these niggas per usual If I ever fuck a stripper, then it's mutual Never let them use you And that's how this story goes I never seen it coming though 2 weeks in a row, we been running the game I got her number, but I still don't even know her name I ain't shamed though, it's all a game Any real nigga listening would do the same I ain't even gon' complain, I ain't tryna get attached Cause I'm tryna give her back any day Man I sound like Ladain I'm getting sidetracked, but anyway I dipped, told her hit me anytime Ten minutes later she saying she need a ride Fucking right I obliged Cause it felt like once in a lifetime She hopped in the ride, didn't waste no time She was with the shits, blew my whole mind Felt too easy, but I ain't mind Paranoid, but what if this was the only time Looked her in the eyes like yo place or mine Spare you the details, just know it went down Woke up with a stripper What a fucking night But it's only Tuesday, what a fucking life but it's all for the attention right