Can I be honest with the people?
All heartbreak wasn’t created equal
Or the sequel, I don’t have time for the retreads
When I was younger, had trouble with the meatheads
When I was younger, had trouble with a lot of things
I know my future girl is gonna want diamond rings
And the shiny things, all the finer things
Life’s too heavy, got to focus on the lighter things
I never been the type to be overly emotional
I always been the one to be overly promotional
We live in a society obsessed with excess
We live in a society that’s focused on the conquest
No contest, haters need to plead guilty
Living a lifestyle to make even the numb feel me
I ain’t an angel, not a good chance that the nuns hear me
Trying to keep respectable women near me, ya feel me?
The scars from the past are healing, work on my feelings
And all that psychological babble talk, cut that rascal talk
Been through a lot of shit, all the burdens I need to pass it off
No one gets the real story, everyone wants to see the mask come off.
They want the whole story, sometimes this life bores me
They want the ugly story, this life can get gory
Get gully, the girl I like is really pretty
I sometimes feel like I got an alter ego, Calvin & C. Diddy
Wondering who’s gonna miss me, if I suffer my demise
My haters are extra salty, I call them mcdonald’s fries.
Look at the desire in my eyes, get a good look
Hop on the good foot, relying on the good book
I may need a cook book, because greatness tastes so sweet
No patience to deal with sheep, I don’t wanna hear a bo peep.