Ass Backwards Rav (Ft. Open Mike Eagle)

[Chorus: Rav]
Falling all the time (For the same)
Awkward faults of mine (Every day)
I apologize before I ever even fuck up
This my lullaby (R-A-V!)
I'm ass-backwards
Everything I do is haphazard, ayy
Ass-backwards
The type to cry now and laugh after, ayy

[Verse 1: Rav]
These days, I don't look forward when I move
Could turn a gift into a curse, a pretty bow into a noose
I'm on the come-up but a downer, feeling lonesome and obtuse
The irony is that I hate you, yet I hope that you improve
No longer am I prone to letting loose
So don't invite me to your parties or I'm spoilin' the mood
I'm known to be the dude posted in the corner of the room
Starin' at his fuckin' phone, never knowin' what to do
Okay, you get it: I'm a bummer
Type to sweat through coldest winters and then shiver during summers
Say I do shit for the love, but feel embittered by my numbers
My complainin' honesty could throw a cricket into slumber or a coma or a grave
Wake up in the mornin', feeling mortified each day
Hope has become foreign, gotta fortify my brain
Sizin' what's in store through the stories I've obtained
My mind keeps pouring when it rains