[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]
I know, I know, I know
You gone say you feel me
I do not believe you
Tell me what you know about the struggle, nigga
That shit do not leave you
Not if you a man
Have you ever had to cool a nigga head
When he had a fucking burner in his hand
(I know, I know, I know)
Shit like that is normal, southside call it lamron
Damn near made it formal
Red line like a portal
I been taking L's, I been smoking L's
You can catch this L in 2K
Like I took about three painkillers
I don't really feel it today, I'm moody
I mean lately a nigga been overwhelmed
I do not expect you to understand
Like the kind of mood that will match overcast
Or when a pitch nigga throwing shade underhanded
I mean bases loaded
This ain't softball, holes in your clothes
These ain’t moth balls
Switch the style up
It was south pole
And now it's South Paw
You can fight me now!
I know, I know, I know
You gone say you feel me
I do not believe you
Tell me what you know about the struggle, nigga
That shit do not leave you
Not if you a man
Have you ever had to cool a nigga head
When he had a fucking burner in his hand
(I know, I know, I know)
Shit like that is normal, southside call it lamron
Damn near made it formal
Red line like a portal
I been taking L's, I been smoking L's
You can catch this L in 2K
Like I took about three painkillers
I don't really feel it today, I'm moody
I mean lately a nigga been overwhelmed
I do not expect you to understand
Like the kind of mood that will match overcast
Or when a pitch nigga throwing shade underhanded
I mean bases loaded
This ain't softball, holes in your clothes
These ain’t moth balls
Switch the style up
It was south pole
And now it's South Paw
You can fight me now!
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