Coughs
F*ck, I'm sorry
I'm sorry for the way I
How could you look me in the face, I
Maybe there's a time or a place, I
Could sit you down and talk about your day, I
But times change times change
Trying so hard but it will never be the same
Paint a picture I'm Picasso when it come to showing things
So familiar Bob the Builder when it (Wooh)
When it come to building things
I'm emotional as f*ck and it's so hard to maintain
I got demons, I got angels, I f*ck with 'em 50/50
'Cause I sin just like you do and I love it but forgive me, Lord (Wooh)
See me how I'm riding
District is on suicide
But I won't be your life
But I won't be your life
See me how I'm riding
District is on suicide
But I won't be your life
But I won't be your life
It's so many ways to relate, I
Forgot that you was a couple minutes late
Times have change and you don't have nowhere to escape
But I'm here if you need me but not forever I'll stay 'cause (cause)
I got a lot of shit on my plate, I
Don't think it's the time or the place, I
Could tell how you look in my face, I
Should've prolly said this another way, I
I mean, I at least should've tried ya know?
F*ck