When I was a kid - used to think I was a genius
But now I know as you grow old you're given a role
And it's a little more insignificant than how I thought it'd go
I fear it's out of my control
Lying on my bed with my little honey biscuit
Tilted my head - asked her if she ever witnessed something so vivid
That you'd swear it's true?
No seriously, baby, I'm trying to get real with you
Are you happy with your life?
'Cuz I just dreamed of this place
Where they don't judge your every single mistake
And one of these days
I'm gonna make my way there
And all she could say
Is, "Baby, you're crazy"
But one of these days
(Baby you're crazy), "maybe you're lazy"
And I just said maybe that's true
Reflections of a time when I was happy
When the music in my head kept these two shoes tapping
When a true romance didn't feel so sappy
I left that behind and
Ooh now I'm getting right with God but, ooh girl you make it so damn hard
A palpitation everytime that you text me
End the conversation now my hands are getting sweaty
Arrrrest me - UH
Put me in cuffs
Using any clever quip hoping that it's enough
Don't rush, don't bust, don't forget to flush
How do i respond to "I like it rough?"
(I like it rough)
And when can we talk about some other stuff?