Biscuits & Coffee

Yeah this beat just makes me want biscuits and coffee
If Ls are taken, having doors closed was the reason partly
So I don't just work with anyone, I do it hardly
Cause I save my best beats for myself, yeah Yeezy taught me
And you can make about six points on how that's problematic
But it's music, it's useless to try to get it cancelled
Yeah this shit's confusing, nah I can't understand it
She say that she's not a ho, said she's just polyamorous

Gotta let her do her, guess it ain't wrong
Coz she made her bed, that she wants me to lay on
And I don't see a problem with it, bitch I'm Ray Charles
If she freak, then I'ma freak her til the days gone
But what she want me to blow her back for, knowing she's no keeper
I'm tryna score couple goals, moving forward I don't need her
Yeah I'm on my own journey, I've been moving freer
Heard the music and saw the green light like it's synesthesia

Aight, lemme get more vulnerable
What's so special bout the beat, lemme explain some to you
My grandma'd buy us biscuits, I ate most she just had one or two
Both had coffee, waiting for the game yeah we were comfortable
Premier league, every weekend we were tuning in
When Moyes took over, she damn near started almost booing him
Louis got us the fa cup, it seemed things were cool but then
I started having to explain the offside rule again

Jose got more wins yo, thought he was the best move
But in the end, it could only be so special
To take the reigns, we watched Ole be the next to
At that time I saw she was gonna get more forgetful
Eventually remembered only half the team when I mentioned them
Then she passed on halfway through our first season with Erik ten
Biscuits in my coffee, bittersweet when I'm dunkin them
Cause the next time they win a trophy, she won't lift her cup again