Goodie Bag

Oh, what they think about you Oh, what they think about you Prepare to leave my body when the time it comes through Lovin' on you 'til the time it comes through Why you always hate to break bread? Think about the way that you would feel if never said Jokes on you, well, it's time to come through (Yeah) Well, if she had to choose me or her mom I know I wouldn't last long, yeah No problem with the truth But when she made me laugh Doom-doom right to my tomb I love that it's not hard to be in a place where laughing's easy like What the fuck is real? What the fuck is wrong? I think I can fit with your tone, like Oh, what they think about you Prepare to leave my body when the time it comes through Lovin' on you 'til the time it comes through Why you always hate to break bread? Think about the way that you would feel if never said Jokes on you, well, it's time to come through Time to come through Time to come Time to come through You know I wanna be Everything that you need But I'm startin' to see You know I wanna be Above everything But I'm just not there yet