Are you a good person, a bad person or somewhere in the middle?
We live in a society where everyone hates playing second fiddle
And trying to get to know people is like solving a riddle
So no wonder many of us are so non-committal
No one wants to deal with insecurities so I work on them on my own
Because we’re taught to clean up before inviting people in our home
And it’s gonna be a scary sight once I finally get in my zone
Because people think they can play me like I’m some sort of trombone
Don’t be a good girl for me, I don’t need it, I promise
Seems I got farther when I lied to folks than I did being honest
When everything is swirling around me? I just need to find me some solace
I ain’t a rookie, I’m a vet so don’t play me like I’m a novice.
Anti-social extrovert, never heard a phrase describe me so perfect
Laundry list full of flaws, do you still believe I am worth it?
I been going so hard, even to fall asleep I need a permit
I always knew I was dope, why did I need others to confirm it?
Why do we seek validation from those who aren’t on our level?
Or aren’t on our wavelength? Why do we assume they are better?
Why do we assume someone is crazy if their opinions are different?
Why are we so quick to argue and so slow to listen?
We got all of this hatred, but where is the love?
Folks dying off of bad dope, but who is all supplying the drugs?
I ask too many questions, that’s what people told me
Maybe I’m just not willing to believe what people showed me
Used to want a relationship so much I just rushed in
That was a bad move fam, this just in
Opened up my heart for love and ended up inviting distrust in
We always discuss how we’re gonna love, we never discuss when.
Pride comes before a downfall, and they say love will get you killed
They want you to be honest but penalize you for being real
Society full of contradictions, we live in the age of spin
Round and round we go until we spin the wheel again