Baby got a mind like a rubik cube,
Mine shaped the same, except my tiles all navy blue,
Now I freak when I see red, so she try to solve me
But the other sides all gloomy too.
Get at it like a surgeon, digging at the grooves,
Trying to find meaning, all she find was platitudes,
My attitude problematic, Im aware, but dude,
Sometimes your permutation plain ****in rude.
Not long ago, the vibe was tropical,
Now we cold, trippin on some cold-ass latitudes,
Three lives till the boss level,
Bitch these 8-bit tricks dont long stay magical,
You reach for reset faster than the news,
Who do I blame except my untrustworthy screws?
Its all good, homie, you do what you gotta do,
But let me take the hook, cuz you dont know the ****in blues.
Hook:
I sing you all the songs of my life, but dont sing along, baby (You dont know the ****in blues)
I tell you every day, every night, but dont come along, baby (You dont know the ****in blues)
She dont want me back, cuz Im wack,
Every time I redial, reconnect, I attack,
Baby please, cut me some slack,
What the ****s to derail? Theres no train on the track.
(There’s no train on the track?)
I mean, instead of showing me
How all this shit could be all understanding and pretty,
And then throw it under the bus, now its 2x petty,
Girl, instead of that lean, douse me in kerosene.
And flick the ****in match off my shreds,
Like you flicked the memory off the side of the bed,
Singing 'Bye Bye Boka, guess you lost it again'
'27, stupid, said goodbye to your friends, huh?'
Lets stop for a sec, and unpretend
That we both was in love with concepts in our heads,
Nothing I say or do could be remedial
If you jumping ship the second this shit is inconvenient.
Hook:
I sing you all the songs of my life, but dont sing along, baby (You dont know the ****in blues)
I tell you every day, every night, but dont come along, baby (You dont know the ****in blues)
You got me this lump in my throat, we will never get along (You dont know the ****in blues)
I’m going back to my old grind, so dont come along
You don’t know that shit. (x8)
Ey doctor!
You better go Eternal Sunshine on my ass (like)
I dont want no more ****in trouble.
I just wanna blow some ****in bubbles,
Ya feel?
Bubbles