I mean, whattup?
A lot is countin' on ya
Your women sidin' with ya partners while they plottin' on ya
We might never understand, no one's there to hold your hand
Even heaven would agree sometimes, how this road gets
Can't depend on them, why do they depend on me?
They was all I had, I mean what made 'em go pretend on me?
Spirit of the sermon, discernin' moments I see shit
Can't look me in the eyes then it's somethin' you don't agree with
Perhaps I'm too quick off the draw with how I deal with altercations
From where gangsters only talk cocaine, it ain't no other language
Awkward interviews discussin' my inner views on life itself
Figure me pretentious, evading mischief by writing helps
Labels shown interest, no showers are showin' interest
both old ladies show resentment, resented my show of interest
Moved her from my momma detached garage and a small apartment
Shut the door or shut the fuck up, we fussin', we always arguin'
It sucks we always arguin', but she started it
Moms believe, I grew up on the farm with no understandin'
Kevin's stupid, tell him anything, he won't understand it
Stupid ass Kevin, anything, he won't understand it