[Intro: Erykah Badu]
[Verse 1: Lax Louis]
Just counting every blessing
Trying to avoid stressing
And find my real friends
There's some that your boy questions,
Cycle ends when I write in pen,
And send my mind on a journey sh** it lies within,
I'm saying
Some real sh** that I'm contemplating
Is whether n***as being real is still an obligation,
sh**, it's wrong
That's why I wrote this song
The cycle of fake n***as going on and on
[Hook: Erykah Badu]
[Verse 2: Lax Louis]
Hi, hi, my name is AWOL
An artists way of living or a way of life,
Straight off a Pennsylvania block
Where I can make a party pop and bag some hunnies,
Til I see a ho in one, like I play golf
No club swingin'
Get shook when the love deepens
Cause BlackHearts love love less than they love cheating,
That's word play
I'm having fun with a verb,
She ain't feeling home plate
I just gun it to third,
And that's basic,
I love it when they get a little wine in,
Out in left field if she think she getting diamonds,
When I'm running 'round with her
It's safe to say slide in,
Get neck like violins
And beat it, I'm violent,
King of the hill
And these haters getting silenced,
Potato on the end
Man I'm fatal with the pen,
I'm the bomb
I'm worried 'bout NATO stepping in,
Hit the bong, of life
It's amazing in a sense man,
On, and on
And on, and on
And on, and on
And on, and on
And on