Black Sheep

I mean it's been a few months was waiting to right you back
I apologize to my dad then placing him in the spam
The basics of all this rage you're complacent in where you stand
The awakening in of this fag and the making of a man
Careful where you stand I'm taller and even stronger
Lift up on your feet don't tell me I didn't warn ya
Tell me dont raise my voice don't tell me to make it calmer
There's some shit we gotta clear is you ready my little powtnah
I think you mad cause you lost control
You want me to fall in line on the xs and os
You want me on dotted signs It's sick a rotten mind
This bitch is always fine, equipped with all your lies
Only thing I need is maybe vodka and little therapy
Some weed maybe Serge Ibaka and two Sarafem
Sick and im calling the doctor new Benzathine
But ima just leave you alone if you let me be
So it's been years since I talked to granny
I think it's pretty sick that I lost a family
The PIs watching in that solo camry
With my anxiety I should be off the xanny
Those chosen one, sad bitch lowest scum
The coldest hun Black Sheep Talk to em
And ah, if the situation changed
I wouldn't have said shit done exactly and the same