[Verse 1]
'Bout to bet the farm, take a ferver ride[?]
How would I behave if my father died?
Had to punch the wall, who want to sign my arm cast?
Kanye started bugging when his mom passed
All I do is look for signs
I'm only sucking baby dicks when they circumcised
I opened the front for some cops by accident
One asked me some dumb shit then called me an asshole after it
My girl don't love herself
People say that keeps her from loving me
But that don't keep me from loving her
Now that that's confirmed I'll let it be
Every time I come home something's missing
Somehow I made it across the bridge, they gave way
Puerto Ricans and Mexicans different
LES and Echo Park feel the same way
I'd be less stubborn if I wasn't worried cats was trying to take me for a sucker
Every crossroads that I come across side to side
I'm hungry for advice but nobody seems qualified
I seem more closed
The A pulls up when the C doors close
I think I'm going loco, at least I'm going local

[Chorus]
Can't talk about death, if death isn't around
I talk about life but that isn't allowed
I talk about love but that's only the chase
I talk about hate, that's every place
I talk about God but God's only a word
I talk about sex but that's all that you heard
So I talk about me, me, me, me
[Verse 2]
Am I getting better?
Or am I still patient if I can't wait forever
When I'm inside I'm a different guy
When I'm chasing high I be Mr Hyde
Once I nut I'm Mr Jekyll
My life is like the Truman show except I'm getting heckled
The one I'm trying to make to feel special
I'm constantly in fear of some whole big spectacle
So I share rhymes with her
She hates her life so I share mines with her
'Cause life makes some sense watching sunsets and taking long walks over land mines with her
They say that crazy is doing the same thing over and over again but I hope
That's not as crazy as having someone you love so much that you want to do it over and over but you don't

[Chorus]
Can't talk about death, if death isn't around
I talk about life but that isn't allowed
I talk about love but that's only the chase
I talk about hate, that's every place
I talk about God but God's only a word
I talk about sex but that's all that you heard
So I talk about me, me, me me

[Verse 3]
Except for God and Love, I never had shit
All my best shit be my sad shit
While I'm feeling it I've really got to channel it
While god is man-or mano to this mandolith [?]
The thing is while she's in the ring
I feel like more of a commoner than a king
That's what I've got in common with the common man
I do confess the best thing about being under stress is that I understand
Not blessed with sympathy I'm left to wonder why what's meant for them was never meant for me
Some are filled with woe and some are wonderful
Maybe that's a waste of wonder though
I never worry about being raped or getting killed
That makes me feel I'm privileged but that privilege comes with guilt
I'd keep it locked away but that's just not the way I'm built
[Chorus]
Can't talk about death, if death isn't around
I talk about life but that isn't allowed
I talk about love but that's only the chase
I talk about hate, that's every place
I talk about God but God's only a word
I talk about sex but that's all that you heard
So I talk about me, me, me me

Can't talk about death, if death isn't around
I talk about life but that isn't allowed
I talk about love but that's only the chase
I talk about hate, that's every place
I talk about God but God's only a word
I talk about sex but that's all that you heard
So I talk about me, me, me me