Cabin Fever

Used to have a shorty back in Dallas
Who never really did believe this rappin' shit was valid
She always told me get a job instead of making ballads
And always criticized me for the contents of my chalice
I can't really blame her though she'd had it
She said I'm drinking way too much it's turning to a habit
She say I never have it when she ask me for some cabbage
She used to be emphatic now she rarely want the phallus, damn
I was dealing with a lotta baggage
In 2014 so I smoked a lotta shallots
And she wasn't a smoker so she thought I was an addict
I always had have it so that caused a lot of static
Not to mention we was always at it
Cause I was always leaving dirty dishes and metallics
It isn't even 12 pm I'm leaning like italics
And she wanted a wedding but I can't afford the karats

Yea, anyway It ended kinda tragic
I finally left a note that said I'm sorry but I'm damaged
I'm gonna stay with friends who live right next door to the Mavericks
And prolly make a pallet catch the floor watch the traffic
You know try to figure out these mathematics
And dream about a Patek while I smoke these aromatics
Imagine living lavish with our children in a palace
I see it in my future just can't work out the pragmatics
What I do know is I'm very charismatic
I started waiting tables cause I'm sick of being stagnant
Was serving steak at Nick and Sam's and romaine Caesar salads
But started teaching theatre at Spruce out in the Pleasant
Yea, finally got a crib that fit the palate
I went and got the Bimmer and upgraded all my fabrics
I'm right at Loft and Row come see the finish on the cabinets
I hope we meet again some day to show you I been at it



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Writer(s): Renaldo Mcclinton
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