Treat Her Mad

What’s going on, never thought that I would be this way /
Thinking back to how long it's taken me to say /
That I can trust again, so know you're always free to stay /
And we can spend the night as long as you're a meter away /
Na I'm just kidding, so listen baby please /
We go together more than rolls with bacon and cheese /
None of these ‘take a seat' talks for you to wait and see /
Cause I'll be open to you more than a vacancy /
I know it's blatantly obvious I ain't mistaken /
Mad conversation we making, I know that we gon’ make it /
Be faking telling you, your dreams will come true /
But wait and see what I do, willing to prove, got nothing to lose /
Na I'm just playing, I know I don't often say it /
The picture that I portray has got nothing on spending days /
With that beautiful damn smile, innocence of a child /
With no idea what it can do to me, doesn't take you a while, na /

/ Chorus / Think of all the sweet times we could have /
And you know I hate to see her sad /
Always down to show that I need her bad /
I wanna treat her mad… Treat her mad / x2 /

(Remi)
I know the other girls are giving me the look like stylists /
But you’re the one I want to touch like mitas /
I mean we should go and become pariah’s, f**k society /
Yep yeh f**k all of these socialites n’ /
I’d love to take you to the coast and drive /
But I’m too busy writing this so I don’t own the time /
Plus your parents talk shit about our colour difference /
But we f**k so I guess you’ve got your culture right, right? /
When we get together it’s just camouflage prints /
Leather and sex inside car garages /
Or rent one of your parents apartments /
You know I’m skeet skeetin’ all over the carpets /
Let’s do it it’ll make the intercourse upmarket /
Hardly anybody get’s to do this shit darling /
And when we finish up we can run to the fire escape /
Try and escape, stand baked at the stars, sounds cool right /

/ Chorus /

Makes me nervous like a spelling bee, sweeter than a jelly bean /
Relatively, think she's a babe, no point telling me /
Think I'm crazy, but lately I've just been dazing, at something with grace /
Amazing how sweet the sound has been phasing me, baby /
Yeh you only tie me down physically /
Saying that you miss me, like the vancouver grizzlies /
We'll get old together, antique so to speak /
And if you don't believe me, I'll prove it when we're at our peak /
Made of lace, don't tempt me, time and place /
Captured, no need to chase, ain't ball game, every base /
Something you can't replace, but still, yeh just incase /
Willing to give you space, there's nothing better you'll taste than that /
Dope feeling that makes it feel so surreal and for real /
Its so mad appealing while others out tryna wheel, and yet /
Still they're doing the same thing, depicted by what their brain thinks /
Was looking at the right place, haven't lost my game since /

Sample / Credits:
- ‘Sitting In The Park’ (1965) - Billy Stewart
- Influence from Slick Rick’s ‘Sitting In The Car’ & HI C’s ‘Sitting In The Park’

- Bass & Guitar by: Pat Gabriel, Adam Ball & Caleb Garfinkel
- Cuts by: Jai K

- Mastered by: Tommy Spender