You know, girl
When I wanna look back over our love affair
All the things that didn’t make sense at first suddenly become crystal clear
Some would call him a tragic poet
Could’ve been globally known if only he had more exposure
Only known by locals, tri-state, bi-coastal
Really only the pot smokers, a few across the pond
The process was long, it wasn’t quite as calm as what you might have thought
Never stopped, I’m mobile, I’m not a mogul, but can find a mogul I can glide over
A hump I couldn’t hop over, all the souls who I spoke to
This is just a jump, it is not over, not ever, no closure
Whoever you are, I toast you, no matter where you are, I’m close to
If you don’t, it don’t matter, I don’t know you
Love it or not, I’ma still come with that talk, hot like the thermometer popped
The block, August in New York, full of the cops, the barrel and pulling the trigger
Bullet was shot, I haven’t masking what you put in the sauce, so I didn’t add no drugs
But I’m gon’ have to put in the drop, I put in a lot of work, of hurt
On God, word to, I put that on mom, sometimes wonder was it worth it or not
At first it was hard, I fought with my personal thoughts
And learning the worst parts of what I was taught
Then my purpose was brought to the surface
I saw the full perspective on the world, I was shocked
See the whole Earth from the spot, I was perched up on top
(Shit) Get outta here
Get— get— get outta here (Huh)
Can’t be real, I ain’t missing out this year
I ain’t gonna be as sad this year (You know, girl, when I wanna look back over our love affair)
I ain’t gonna be as mad this year (All the things that didn’t make sense at first)
Nah, I ain’t— (Suddenly become crystal clear)
(Uh-huh) Get the fuck outta here
Get— get— get outta here
Get— get— get outta here
Can’t be real, get the fuck outta here
Anyway, that’s all ancient history
Now you tell me your story
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