Post Nut Clarity

Thought about hitting my ex up
She was on the Gram in that dress looking wild
Life was flashing when I messed up
And had me looking back on when I threw in the towel
She was fire from the neck up
And from the neck down, she was looking like wow
And had me thinking wanting to risk it all
For old time's sake and try to get in that gown
I thought better of it
Hit a shorty and was thinking clearly bout
The minute I was pumping deep in her stomach
Receiving cum and Casamigos
I love it
And straight forgot that I was thinking about something
I reached the summit
Mental weakened
And fuck it was on the mind
I had her creaming in buckets
But gee what a ruckus
Imagine if she wants to love us
The mental was eating me
Stuck in this, feeling I'm puppet
She stringing me, leading me
Trouble, it's seeming
I'm done with this, hoe
Cuz the minute we link and I'm all in her gullet
She turns to a succubus, sucking my soul
And I feel like I'm dying
So I shouldn't try it
So get out this nut till I'm mentally woke
Post nut clarity
Post nut clarity
Seconds from girl will you marry me?
Knowing full well us together's a parody
I don't want nothing to do with her
That includes screwing her
Unless going back to some therapy
Soon as I'm thinking about what we can be
Got to hit up a shorty to mentally steady me, man
Post nut clarity
Man I high-key hit with regularity
Cuz I just fiend to make a bad decision
The mental be tripping, nigga, tryna bury me
Getting me stuck in sticky situations
Ironic
The coot is sweeter than the syrup be
I'm like a bee to honey if she hit me up
Especially to freak and that's embarrassing
So I just keep the phone to try to hit a hoe
It's an emergency
I need to smarten up and stamp with urgency
Girl got a hold on me like she's a currency
Need her
Shout out those who understand
And be throwing a nigga a bone like it's courtesy
I ain't been down bad, but with her it's a certainty
She be bringing out the worst in me
Talking about fucking
Like we fucking hate each other
Every session end up taken personally, nigga

I remember when I met her and I said immediately
This been a hell of a day
Automatic, it was better
Cuz I knew if playing right, then I would wed her one day
And we got to talking
Man I stamp was awesome
Till we got in the bedroom and damn what a bae
Cuz when she got stripping and I saw she's gifted
That's a hidden figure like Janelle Monae
But oh Lord she was toxic
Attitude straight was dog shit
Us together be the wrong tip
Yet somehow always be the topic
Yeah, you and me, let's just not ship
I don't see no future, no optics
I don't care if even get erotic
Well I care a bit and that's the problem, girl
Let me get this freaking nut off
To give me the confidence to get you cut off
This fitting to go downhill
So I'm a run off
And I'm going to keep on running
Till my lungs tossed
Life, it be hard enough without your dumb soft
Lips on the tip
And shit, forgot your tongue long
I got to fix my mind, or I'm done, dog
So let me hit the line of this one broad
Just to get it off you
Sipping au jus
Of this chick, get more lit than bars do
Kept my sense though, the kid's still off you
I get these off, to not pick your awful
Toxic ass
And I stick to fuck you
But once I slip, you so quick to come through
Cuz I'm addicted, that's sick to slump to
But I can't help it, so get these nuts boo
I'm gone