Above
I'll keep showing up
Till I'm old enough
Tell me who you love
I come from above
Showed up at my house last week
Looking at my phone it was a bit past three
And it took me a minute cuz I just woke up
But I opened the door and this chick asked me
If she could get a photograph or an autograph
I'm thinkin' man I'm bout to need a polygraph
And investigators getting in my ass
Cause these crazy fans are like broken glass
I'm like girl you seem a bit young to me
She's like I promise I'm not I'm just about 18
And she found me browsing round the public info
I ain't finna front so I'll keep it simple
All the shit that you hear and see about me
Ain't the real me I'm a freak and I don't need people
Geeking me out while they peeking around
Outside of my house then I shut the door, bitch
Cuz I ain't wanna talk no more
Ya know they say love is war
That's what we use weapons for
But I ain't feel bad at all for the Barbie doll
Who can't drop blood yet on the rag at all
With a dusty bra like an attic wall
And the acne skin like a basketball
But it had me thinking bout a time when I was
Just about her age with a broken smile
As a hopeless child had to cope a while
When I gave an inch they had to take a mile
So why the hell was I such a bitter prick
I might really just need to chill out a bit
And just take some time to get her off my mind
But in a way her life's fucked up like mine
I'll keep showing up
Till I'm old enough
Tell me who you love
I come from above
So she came back to the crib to see me
And I gave the girl snacks let her watch TV
And I did a couple raps and I scribbled autographs
Then I thought that it's just about time she leaves
So I hopped of the couch and said you gotta dip
Then she looked confused and started biting on her lip
Then she stood in the room and took her clothes off quick
I'm like what in the hell are you doing you bitch
You're just a little girl and I'm a grown man
Gotta respect yourself at least while you can
I wanna help you get two feet to stand
But you're twisting shit and it's got me mad
But that's when she told me about her dad
And about the sex that she'd been forced to have
And how she can't get away cuz it's all she knows
And I'm the only thing that don't make her sad
She was finna kill herself that day
That she came to the crib and got shooed away
But something inside her said to come back to me
That I could make all the bad things go away
I'm like slow down we can talk it out
Suicide ain't an option to work around
Where's your dad at now? Is he at the house
Does he know you're here? Is he alone right now
Could we get inside without him knowing how
When's he's fucking you, do he be screaming loud
I need to know this shit so I can work with it
I wanna slit his neck and rip off his dick
So we planned it out we would kill her dad
She could rent a house for a life to have
She'd be back tomorrow then she shut the door
But on me this time we would meet at four
I'll keep showing up
Till I'm old enough
Tell me who you love
I come from above
When the clock hit 4 and I ain't heard no word
I was thinking the worse she was immature
Did she change her mind was she really sure
She could do the shit that I would do for her
I was confident until the tables flipped
As a helicopter flew above the house and
A loud voice outside on a megaphone
Started barking commands at me, "Come out now."
With my hands up high like I'm praising God
Aye you got the wrong guy I ain't break the law
I could take my time while remaining calm
But if I don't come out then they'll send the dogs
When I opened the door I went out unarmed
To the cops with guns drawn in my front lawn
Can somebody tell me what's going on
I've got shit to do I'm tryna write a song
They put my hands in cuffs and then they read aloud
My Miranda rights and all the charges out
They said I broke in a house and kidnapped this chick
And that I raped her raw until her hymen ripped
And that I played my music while I whipped her ass
Said if she told a soul then I would kill her dad
And take her far away to a house I'd rent
Till she turned 18 and we could finally wed
She took pics and vids of when I made her strip
And she's suing me too to take all of my shit
Said I broke her nose and bruised both her wrists
When I held her down before I forced it in
So they locked me up and when I went to court
I got a guilty verdict and a prison tour
And when I got some mail up in my inmate drawer
It was a letter from her that said I love you more
I'll keep showing up
Till I'm old enough
Tell me who you love
I come from above
Till I'm old enough
Tell me who you love
I come from above
Showed up at my house last week
Looking at my phone it was a bit past three
And it took me a minute cuz I just woke up
But I opened the door and this chick asked me
If she could get a photograph or an autograph
I'm thinkin' man I'm bout to need a polygraph
And investigators getting in my ass
Cause these crazy fans are like broken glass
I'm like girl you seem a bit young to me
She's like I promise I'm not I'm just about 18
And she found me browsing round the public info
I ain't finna front so I'll keep it simple
All the shit that you hear and see about me
Ain't the real me I'm a freak and I don't need people
Geeking me out while they peeking around
Outside of my house then I shut the door, bitch
Cuz I ain't wanna talk no more
Ya know they say love is war
That's what we use weapons for
But I ain't feel bad at all for the Barbie doll
Who can't drop blood yet on the rag at all
With a dusty bra like an attic wall
And the acne skin like a basketball
But it had me thinking bout a time when I was
Just about her age with a broken smile
As a hopeless child had to cope a while
When I gave an inch they had to take a mile
So why the hell was I such a bitter prick
I might really just need to chill out a bit
And just take some time to get her off my mind
But in a way her life's fucked up like mine
I'll keep showing up
Till I'm old enough
Tell me who you love
I come from above
So she came back to the crib to see me
And I gave the girl snacks let her watch TV
And I did a couple raps and I scribbled autographs
Then I thought that it's just about time she leaves
So I hopped of the couch and said you gotta dip
Then she looked confused and started biting on her lip
Then she stood in the room and took her clothes off quick
I'm like what in the hell are you doing you bitch
You're just a little girl and I'm a grown man
Gotta respect yourself at least while you can
I wanna help you get two feet to stand
But you're twisting shit and it's got me mad
But that's when she told me about her dad
And about the sex that she'd been forced to have
And how she can't get away cuz it's all she knows
And I'm the only thing that don't make her sad
She was finna kill herself that day
That she came to the crib and got shooed away
But something inside her said to come back to me
That I could make all the bad things go away
I'm like slow down we can talk it out
Suicide ain't an option to work around
Where's your dad at now? Is he at the house
Does he know you're here? Is he alone right now
Could we get inside without him knowing how
When's he's fucking you, do he be screaming loud
I need to know this shit so I can work with it
I wanna slit his neck and rip off his dick
So we planned it out we would kill her dad
She could rent a house for a life to have
She'd be back tomorrow then she shut the door
But on me this time we would meet at four
I'll keep showing up
Till I'm old enough
Tell me who you love
I come from above
When the clock hit 4 and I ain't heard no word
I was thinking the worse she was immature
Did she change her mind was she really sure
She could do the shit that I would do for her
I was confident until the tables flipped
As a helicopter flew above the house and
A loud voice outside on a megaphone
Started barking commands at me, "Come out now."
With my hands up high like I'm praising God
Aye you got the wrong guy I ain't break the law
I could take my time while remaining calm
But if I don't come out then they'll send the dogs
When I opened the door I went out unarmed
To the cops with guns drawn in my front lawn
Can somebody tell me what's going on
I've got shit to do I'm tryna write a song
They put my hands in cuffs and then they read aloud
My Miranda rights and all the charges out
They said I broke in a house and kidnapped this chick
And that I raped her raw until her hymen ripped
And that I played my music while I whipped her ass
Said if she told a soul then I would kill her dad
And take her far away to a house I'd rent
Till she turned 18 and we could finally wed
She took pics and vids of when I made her strip
And she's suing me too to take all of my shit
Said I broke her nose and bruised both her wrists
When I held her down before I forced it in
So they locked me up and when I went to court
I got a guilty verdict and a prison tour
And when I got some mail up in my inmate drawer
It was a letter from her that said I love you more
I'll keep showing up
Till I'm old enough
Tell me who you love
I come from above
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Writer(s): Jacob Wells
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