How come I go insaine when the thought of your name come to brain
Thinking bout our past shit was insaine
Fucked around on a rough day
See you in bed getting laid
On the concept that another man doing the same as me
Why me
Why another man
Why you gotta fuck around get me upper hand
Why it fucking hurt so bad
Maybe cause your the reason i lost m socials
Remorse for everything that was local
Going insaine thinking bout the brain
Really made me go crazy bout you
Maybe that’s the reason why I love you
Yeah
Maybe that’s the reason
Yeah
I Keep getting stuck in these bad habits
Like joe budden calling people out bout to get assisted
If it’s really meant to be then take a look and see cause these people try get to me acting all different in a club meet
Chilling On the 45 with a door 9 I call 5 shots for the poor guy who only had a dream for the high rise

Is it to late this time
Is it to late this rhyme x3