My Why

My why
I ask myself why do I cry
Impress myself not satisfied
Confess myself I cannot lie

Convinced myself I couldn't fly
But now I catch flights with the stars in the sky
I'm telling myself I can't die
I'm writing a letter and it starts with why

Well dear life
Tell me what's the fucking point of holding on for dead life
Guess life pointed to the right and it just lead me to my wife
And after everything is right I guess I'll follow her advise cuz I

I don't know what I be doing
Walked a mile in her shoes to figure out that I'm a shoo in
If you're tryna bet against me really hope your nuts are screwed in
If I treat you like a screw loose then the questions why'd you shoot em

But I've never shot a gun
So if I ever disrespect you nigga it was just for fun
And if offense was ever taken better count your sheep in ones
Cuz if I treat this like a game my nigga I've already won

Guess I'm already one
Of the best to ever do it
Though clique I had to use it

And I know a guy that treats me like a son
He tells me Bebe you can do it
Like your Nike checks and swooshes but I

I guess my questions why
How many times did I really have to die
To get my peace of mind right the game we call life
Cuz when I'm underneath the limelight I lose sight of delight

Don't lose sight of what's right
My wife looks at me wide eyed can't lose sight of what's tight
Got me looking on the bright side when I walk out at night

She asks me how I make these songs like this
And checks me like a Christmas list
But baby it comes easy when I write

Just forgive me like the crucifix
If I leave you to do this shit
It's straight it's like my only shot at life

It takes a simple ukulele
A girl that really loves me
Damn I guess you niggas really suck at life

I'll take a break and unwind
Break her back with white wine
And some weed but she's loving my pipe

I'm the nicest of slimes
An angel in disguise
But I'm really a hell of a guy

I'm the gift that keeps giving
Your meal for thanksgiving
So get ready for the surprise

If you're trying to get even
Be gems like you're Steven
Then meditate once in a while

It's a simple equation
With this derivation
I know it's bound to make you smile

But just in case it doesn't
I know I have a couple songs for you couple dozen
I only write these songs for you don't use em as a weapon
If you ever try to leave me I hope this song gives you concussions

And I know you're not obliged to even be with me
That's why I'm holding on to love and I'm fighting for your frequency
I pray I never see you as an enemy
Cuz these niggas make me sick you see and you're my only medicine

Please don't ever rob me of your energy damn
Please don't ever rob me of your energy

You ask me why I sing
Well a poet needs one thing