[Verse: Mac Miller]
Well if my eyes could talk, they'd tell you something
I done seen it all, you seen nothing
What’s going to break my fall?
Is this going to break my fall?
Just keep it on this with me don't fake it
That makes so much sense, it's so basic
You play games, don’t play favorites
I don't, I don't, I don't play at all

(Open Verse)