[Verse 1: Taelor Gray] Old game stage, used to call it rap Put some words together got her used to all that Did it all the time then she used to call back Used to cuss me out when she used to callback Now it's over But she don't own me Cause now I see this new bronze trophy And I don't call it third place, I just see her skin tone Looking nice and well rounded, then I'm touching third base Winking at the pitcher I swear I know I'm stealing like the bishop, a villain But who am I but chilling when your airing out your feelings And who am I but absent when you care about these feelings A royal blue blazer with an all black turtleneck Affinity for now with an allergy to permanent I hope you don't spoil this I hope you don't expect a shallow man to be more than this Look I get no joy in this And I be all alone on these voyages But you just swear to God I'm enjoying this And I'm just avoiding it It's me without a cue card Where that leave us when you try and play that cute card Then you say my honesty's a turn on Then the room got the do-not-disturb on But that's a cue for my loneliness Imma make a toast like cheers to the Chauvinist And here's to the Chauvinist, it's never gon' change I got all I wanted but I never got your name Dang I said cheers to the Chauvinist, it's never gon' change All I ever wanted was a [?] frame Every time I got it swore nothing was the same And this is what you wanted now you want me take the blame That's the song That's the song [Verse 2: Armond Wakeup] I saw her walking out of Sephora The allure of her aura left me in awe That's why I don't believe in karma Cause honestly, I don't deserve her, I would ruin it The word to snoop deserve ain't got nothing to do with it I saw the God in her So the dog in me instantly started barking I'm audibly calling audibles like "Hey girl" "You look like you've been floating through my dreams I've been scoping you in hopes that I could mold you" So my scheme is to conflate you with conversations He resounds my demons and revealed the reason I got this way Are honest mistakes I'm tryna change but I still get the urge And we all get those, so why tiptoe? And God is still moving on my behalf I'm patient within this process I've made some progress but baby you are still and object Her prowess is a magnet, she's attracted to my traction I'm everything she doesn't need but imagines half And I'm walking a thin line between a sacrilegious savage And a family man Marked with an asterisk I'm asking Could you take me as I am if you really knew who I was When the feelings disappear it appears to be no because When you don't find me funny and my past begins to surface And I don't give you a reason to believe this will be worth it I'm nervous They say slave for it don't be a slave to it But once I pray for it I'm prey to it So I'd understand if you couldn't stay And add you to the list of people I love that I push away The stress got me isolated Give me a license plate for my escape My face in her chest I lie in wait as my tears drown in my face Hands down to her waist Jeans down to her ankles, her heart begins making space I'm convicted But my issues are deeper than where I'm bout to go These are the fights I face when I wait on you to work out my soul So, cheers to the Chauvinist, here's to the pain And the things that I'm privy to do but can't explain It's always been this way, it ain't never gon' change I got everything I wanted but I never got your name That's the song Said that's the song