Be my peace and not my stress and I promise I’ll give you everything
Be my oasis inside the storm and you might end with wedding rings
That’s all I want, that’s all I need but I still can’t seem to get that
I asked her to give me a break, she said “who do you think I am? A kit-kat?”
I don’t get that, especially when people are praying on my downfall
It’s hard enough to be a black millionaire without the aid of a roundball
Or a microphone, I don’t give you any reason to search my phone
Yet you refuse to give me relaxation when I’m at home
Every time I see your name in my iMessage, I start to regret it
And wonder what I did to make you upset, my mind starts refreshing
Trying to figure out how I let a goofy chick make me start stressing
The stories you come up with, wouldn’t even find a home in the fiction section
Yeah I said it, I got wants and I got some needs
Want me to give that up just for a chance at make believe?
Them make me believe that you here with me and for me
Instead of what I can do for you and consistent sex for when you’re horny.
See, Vince carter was half man, half amazing
But me? I’m all man with constantly thinning patience
Tired of waiting, for someone good to come out the mud
Do you believe in love or just in its power as the biggest drug?
Make the biggest thug crumple into a million pieces
We supposed to stick together through the hard times like adhesive
You’re a work of art, leaning tower of Pisa
But love is harder to maintain, that’s my thesis.
An imperfect man fit for an imperfect world
So I know better than to expect the perfect girl
But if the things I do expect, she can’t provide?
Then I go Adele, saying hello from the other side
Be my sunshine in the rain, not a tropical storm
Be my Advil for the pain, not a medical bill form
Be my peace through the process, not another war
Otherwise, I start to ask why I need you for