Weep

Insecurities
I see you on the floor, you weep
He told me pull on up
I’ll see his ass within a week

It’s been a while, but now we see you
Bitch, and nothing changed
You are the same, you still a lame
There’s something with your brain

Collect your blood
And sip it in a wine glass
I light my blunt
I know you pussies quite crass

Crawl out the mud
You see me and you don’t ask
I changed the game
I know that you don’t like that

I went from counting blocks to giving all these bitches toe tags
We out here making moves and we can see all of you know that
I cannot see a thing outside because the night is too black
We see through your charade all of us know that you got no racks

Insecurities
I see you on the floor, you weep
He told me pull on up
I’ll see his ass within a week

It’s been a while, but now we see you
Bitch and nothing changed
You are the same, you still a lame
There’s something with your brain