I told my new bitch I can't give her what she want
She want love, she want hugs, but I'm f*cked up and closed off
Tell me what would you do, I need a crash course
Human 101
My brodie told me I should get back more
But I don't own a gun
I two step to all the pain that I been feelin'
And I know that its women out there wonderin' what my deal is
I blame it on my pops cause he rollin' like a rockstar
And you niggas can't compare, all y'all ever be is blockstars
Just cause you sip on wock hard
Don't mean you a thug, nigga we know that you not hard
You from the burbs, and you went to Lockhart
Stay on the curb, the streets is not your mata
I told my new bitch I can't give her what she want
She want love, she want hugs, but I'm f*cked up and closed off
Tell me what would you do, I need a crash course
Human 101
My brodie told me I should get back more
But I don't own a gun