Pity Parties

(Verse 1)

I been feeling like time’s a wastin’
Lately, I’ve been contemplating
‘Bout getting back on my grind
It’s been too long
And y’all been waiting
Y’all been patient
But that patience never lasts for long
They just blast my songs
With no intention of asking what’s going on
I’m asking where I went wrong
I’m trying to live with no regrets
Trying to show these so-called players
In the game I been a threat
At they neck
But it’s like I’m blindfolded
Playing chess
Getting checked
So I po’ another cup
And sip the rest
I confess
I got stress
That I need to get off my chest
But out here trying to be the best
Ain’t really left no time for rest
I got checks
That I’m tryin’ to make
Tryin’ to concentrate
I be tryin’ to share my true thoughts
But y’all never can relate
So I escape
Consummate with my destiny and my fate
I’ve been dancing with the devil
Right outside of Heaven’s gates
‘Til the day Hell freezes over
Then I bet you I’mma skate
Ahead of my time
I just pray I’m not too late
Not too late, as I’m...

(Chorus)

Lying on my bedroom floor
Am I dying?
Do I deserve something more?
I’ve been trying
Cry myself to sleep at night
Come on over
Tell me it’s gon’ be alright
Party’s over, Party's over

(Verse 2)

It was the best of times
It was the worst of times
In this tale of two cities
You can search and find
All these places
Where the women too pretty
But you know I still want her
Even if she high-saddity
I mean, really
‘Cuz who really wants to be alone
In this day and age?
We just learn how to put up
With they ways
I know, I been gone for days
She been calling on the phone
I just keep hitting ignore
I don’t feel like coming home
Find me back up in da club like 50 Cent
With 5 dimes
And they come a dime a dozen
For a youngin’ in his prime
Ordered another round
Told ‘em don’t forget the limes
‘Cuz they treat me like a star
Every time that I arrive
I'm falling in love with living here on this fantasy ride
My reality’s been prison
I don't care do the time
And it's like I find freedom
Every time the moon shines
And my mood ring says
That I'm fine
Yeah, I’m fine
But I'm lying…

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)

Man, why you always be trippin’ and sympin’ ?
Them pity parties ain't pimpin’
You get like this
When you sippin’
You be forgetting
You one of your city’s greatest
They dissing because they isn't
They'll never be Jordan
They commentating
They Scottie Pippen
You Ali
They Sonny Liston
Buy tickets
And then pay admission
Your mission’s to be a legend
You Prince and you Bobby Dylan
Purple Rain on they parade
Times are a changing
Can't prevent this
Just tell ‘em either get wit this
Or get off your Charles Dickens
Oliver Twistin’, up, ‘cuz they want some mo’
Don't worry ‘bout the things
That you can't control
Don't worry ‘bout the girl
Who just ain't no more
And wasn't waiting for you at the door
You know, you more set than Alanis
You oughta know
And that Jagged Little Pill
Won't heal your soul
You made a little dough off the flow
But you gon' need some mo’

So dust it off
And get off the flo’
And let’s go…

Time to get this money, man
Them pity parties over… (Repeat 8x)