Sipping on that perrier sparkling water
In the back of my mind the thought of somebody’s daughter
In the hands of another i’m feeling like i am haltered
I suppress it clenching my fist with the power of arthur
Falling in love is the greatest debacle
Falling out of love yeah the pain is colossal
Man the problem they started they solving ain’t resolving i see
The cure is many times worse than the disease ce la vie
I’m screaming carpe diеm that means to seize thе day
I need to be productive so a lot’s on my plate
I’m too used to stressing like there’s no other way
I lie to myself and others when i say i’m ok
I’m scarred to the point i can’t tell who’s real or fake
Reminder of that when i see the scar on my face
The scars on my mental are deeper than on my flesh
So my thoughts that i am the best don’t make me blessed i just feel stressed
Perfection is a fools game nancy told me that
I’m playing just to lose and i know that is a fact
The mantra of the rooks is that we do all what we can’t
I know that i ain’t jesus or a genius i’m just black
I always have an urge the prove that i ain’t like the rest
I hate the thought of settling so i don’t like to rest
I got a lot of heart but there’s more weighing on my chest
So when i think of heaven i won’t stay i think i’ll be a guest
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