Internal (Sing About Me Remix)

[Verse 1]
(Ayy, Look)
Just give me roses while I'm still alive
I'm still deciding if this life is worth living
I've tried to be different
I've cried me a river, I've lied in my misery
Dying in figure, my mind is dungeon I've dug on my own
I'm stuck in the desert where nothing has grown
Assumptions are something I hate to have
What if my lack of work is why I struck out on this vacant path
I started in the basement, elevated to amazing
As my peers followed behind
Like I was, like I was leading the water
Back in the days when niggas used to spend time sneaking through gardens, and speaking on things we didn't have
Our dreams are far apart, from reality that we stepped in
Them teachers said Christ was white, that's a fallacy that we rest in. Challenging em with questions. requesting to know the truth
Cause my people been fucking slaves
I still feel there pain in my roots
We not destined for the past, we just stretching evolution
Wore them chains like necklace
Why you think we desperate for solutions?
More we change is hectic
Why you think protection trying to shoot us?
War is plain and vexing
Why you think they never let us [?]?
Tony Stark, I snap twice they watch me wither away
I sit and decay, they piss on my grave
Which has brought me to this spark
Roses smell a lot better in the sun that when it's in the dark
Cause I can't smell inside no coffin allergies been taking part
Applebee's promotion how bad leaves you hungry from the start
But we still buy it, you tell shawty you ain't shit
But she still try it, told Emila she can't fly
But she still pilot, told R. Kelly we got proof but he still lying
White folks still don't like my face that's why we will riot
It's a thought of contradiction that empower us
Resolve is built from arming my conviction it's a power lust
But when I'm gon learn, I spoke to Noah weeks ago he said
Them seeds we sew gon sew us in return
Everything you put out there gon come right back
So if you think you dodging karma, then my nigga it's a wrap
Got some shit I ain't resolved that makes me feel I'm fucking trapped
And now I'm trying to fix them pieces up
We not some arts of work like Mona Lisa was
Just pure whole flesh and imperfections
We that shit stain Jesus Christ's sandal might've stepped in
That was a lot to comprehend so I just brushed it off
I took it as the wisdom of a man who found, he must be lost
I never feel that way I'm gon be good until-
(Gun shots)

[Outro]
About me forever
Promise that you sing about me forever
Promise that you sing about me for- ou ou ou
About me forever
Promise that you sing about me forever
Promise that you sing about me for- ou ou ou