Teach Me How to Love
Ayy, it's my time again to rhyme again
Spit so sloppy, have Tina jumpin' out of her llama skin
Weed and dollar bills, oregano mix in my parmesan
Joker lookin' for my Harley Quinn and loads of Vicodin
Yeah, back at school they used to ban me from detention
Probably 'cause Miss Palmer had my dick get hypertension
Yeah, it's a blessin' that I made it out my teens
Daddy up and leave, left me right with no direction
Yeah, yeah, and they all left me with no soul
And the only way to kill was on my own
All the fighting takes its toll
The money, fame, and drugs can't fill the hole
If you don't teach me how to love
Then how can I?
How? Then how can I?
Yeah, guess it's my time again to rhyme again
Natural juju, not injected collagen, rap fast like Ramadan
I just eat rappers, shit 'em onto some porcelain
Then cook up fire on the same cookin' show Stewart Martha in
(Martha Stewart changes people's lives)
First time I fell in love, it felt like algebra
Like Y, my X, Z on me
Yeah, studied hard, but guess she thought I cheat
She left me broken-hearted, tears droppin' to my feet
Yeah, yeah, and they all left me with no soul
The only way to kill was on my own
All the fighting takes its toll
The money, fame, and drugs can't fill the hole
If you don't teach me how to love
Then how can I?
How? Then how can
If you don't teach me how to love
Uh, then how can I?
How? Then how can I?
Spit so sloppy, have Tina jumpin' out of her llama skin
Weed and dollar bills, oregano mix in my parmesan
Joker lookin' for my Harley Quinn and loads of Vicodin
Yeah, back at school they used to ban me from detention
Probably 'cause Miss Palmer had my dick get hypertension
Yeah, it's a blessin' that I made it out my teens
Daddy up and leave, left me right with no direction
Yeah, yeah, and they all left me with no soul
And the only way to kill was on my own
All the fighting takes its toll
The money, fame, and drugs can't fill the hole
If you don't teach me how to love
Then how can I?
How? Then how can I?
Yeah, guess it's my time again to rhyme again
Natural juju, not injected collagen, rap fast like Ramadan
I just eat rappers, shit 'em onto some porcelain
Then cook up fire on the same cookin' show Stewart Martha in
(Martha Stewart changes people's lives)
First time I fell in love, it felt like algebra
Like Y, my X, Z on me
Yeah, studied hard, but guess she thought I cheat
She left me broken-hearted, tears droppin' to my feet
Yeah, yeah, and they all left me with no soul
The only way to kill was on my own
All the fighting takes its toll
The money, fame, and drugs can't fill the hole
If you don't teach me how to love
Then how can I?
How? Then how can
If you don't teach me how to love
Uh, then how can I?
How? Then how can I?
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Writer(s): Kingdon Chapple-wilson
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