Broken Marriages Nasty C

[Chorus]
We're some savages
Came up from broken marriages (Uh huh)
Inherit the damages
My mom and my dad had a hand in this (Uh huh)
Now the woman that's choppin' my bread and the woman that's cuttin' my sandwiches
A good woman, I had that shit
But I had to be seen with the baddest bitch

[Post-Chorus]
Don't know how to let go of my baggage
I don't even know what my baggage is (Yeah)
I ain't happy, I'm hazardous (Yeah)
I ain't care that I'm cancerous (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm made of my practices
I got changes to make, and let them die
I'm afraid to love, I'm terrified
I got problems I have to identify

[Refrain]
We don't evеn know who we are
Growin' marriages
Wе have miscarriages
Do we even know who we are?
A bunch of savages is who we are