How It Happened

You know what really got me fucked up?
I let society, and the views of how these motherfuckers look at me
You know, pretty much dictate what the hell I was doing, you know what I mean?
If motherfuckers was like, "Oh, he's not this, he's not that"
"He's not, he's not, he's not good enough, he's not whooped, he's not this, what I feel man, she's not this"

I indulged in all of that shit, you know, look where it got me
They wonder why, you know, "What's up with the album name Autophobia?"
I didn't wanna be alone, I delved into a whole bunch of shit
That I wasn't supposed to on the account of me not wanting to be alone and now look where I'm at
All alone in this motherfucker, you feel me?

Just be yourself, man
I'm me, you know what I mean?
I take my fuck-ups and I own them
But, shit, I'll get back to y'all in a minute



Credits
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link