Waking up to I think you should leave text
And The bible said I can’t have no more sex ‘Til marriage
No drip ‘til padre
This week shall parish

So where’s my head is, You wouldn’t understand
How thin this air is, Your friends are starin’
Everybody stop caring
But your clamin’ that you care and

Wasn’t given a fair hand
Gettin’ called from parents
Renae called while i’m on rants
Thou stront from their hands

I frogot what love is, I forgot what love is, I forgot what love is
Other than the love of you the mrs curtis
Who did you love before you know who I was
Wear your hair like this then you called me
Y’all know honеstly, Y’all should honor me

I know ‘cause the situation that you wanna lеave
You know that i’m your husband I’ll never leave