Black Sheep

Yeah Yeah Who let them breathe? Yeah Check It's been a few months, was waiting to write you back I apologize to my dad, place him in the spam The basics of this rage you're complacent in where you stand Awakening of the fag and the making of a man Careful where you stand I'm taller and even stronger I lift you up on your feet Don't tell me I didn't warn ya Tell me don't raise my voice, tell me to make it calmer There's some shit we gotta clear Is you ready my little partner? I think you mad because you lost control You want me to fall in line on the X and O's You want me on dotted signs It's sick a rotten mind This bitch is always fine, equipped with all your lies Only thing that I need is some vodka and little therapy Some weed maybe Serge Ibaka and two Seraphim I'm sick and I'm calling the doctor, new Benzathine The type to just leave you alone, if you let me be It's been years since I talked to granny And I think it's pretty sick that I lost a family And the PIs watching in the solo Camry How with my anxiety I should be off the Xanny Chosen one, sad bitch, lowest scum The coldest huh, black sheep talk to em Ah, if the situation changed I wouldn't have said the same shit, exactly and the same --- Black Sheep - Backxwash