I'm Not Perfect

[Verse 1] With all due respect I don't have pity for you motherfucker, that’s just the way I feel Screamin' "My Life Matters" All the damn guys rather be deadbeats than pay your bills Yellin' "fuck this" and "fuck that" Call everybody "bitch" and get a bitch mad As soon as I say "bitch" then everyone react And wanna swing at me and call me bitch but I ain’t that Well pound that then Talkin' about pain like you was around that then Like you was pickin' pieces off the fuckin' ground back then Like you was on the floor fallin' way down back then Aight, look, I see a mad man aimin' his gun But I'd rather see my ex man havin' a son And I don’t mean just for one day and we done I mean, you still trapped in a rut And I work my ass off and I pay my bills for what? So you can keep livin’ off free happy assistance? Photocards for the collection, but you're still tryna sell ’em For some food and some attention but youre a fuckin' quitter While you party on the road and im askin wheres your fuckin' goals You already late You motherfucker needa get your damn priorities straight Wait, it's like you’re proud to be fake But you lazy as fuck and you'd rather sell shoes Than get a job and be straight And then you turn around and complain about the poverty rate Fuck outta my face! You can't escape problems You can pray for some change but can't break a dollar Got nobody else to blame, so you blame a bottle "Then fuck the world with a Make America drink condom" My voice been back I'm not perfect, my sister's boyfriend's that I'm not perfect, my sister-in-law's baby cousin she Got a brother and his girlfriend's that My head's in the cloud Heard there's not enough jobs for all the men in your house Maybe we should build a wall to keep the imperfections out Or maybe we should send 'em all to the grave for now I'm not perfect, and I never lie But I think there's a disconnect between your mind and mine I worship Halseys kind, study the Med Jobs But you ride Bazzi's dick like he was a fuckin' god, oh my god! And all you care about is rappin' And stuntin' and bein ratchet, and that's the bitch within you Music rotting your brain and slowly start to convince you Then you let your homies listen and then the cycle continues Blame it all on the menu, blame it on those drinks Blame it on everybody except for your own mistakes Blame it on your privileges, blame it on other kids And just blame it on these citizens, even the vice president Bunch of class clowns Bitches kneelin' on the field, that's a man down How dare you try to make demands for this money? You gon' show me some respect, you gon' stand for our country, motherfucker! I'm not perfect, I'm just prepared for this type of war I heard your rap at the boards, who you really fightin' for? You can take it back too motherfucker, you ain't right no more It's like you wanna be so famous You'll do anything for attention and a little payment I can't take you nowhere without people pointin' fingers Pants hangin' off your ass, you ain't got no home trainin'? Put your fuckin' pants up, bitch! Put that suit back on! Take that white flag off! Take that gold out your mouth! Quit the pitiful stuff And then maybe emotions would stop killin' you ya fuck Yo, what the fuck?! I'm not perfect It's like we livin' in the same buildin' but split into two floors I'm not perfect But there's two sides to every story, I wish that I knew yours I wish that I knew yours I'm not perfect, I swear [Verse 2] With all disrespect I don't really like you now motherfucker, that's just where I'm at Screaming "your Life Matters" Is a protest to my protest, what kind of shit is that? And that's one war you'll never win The power in the word "bitch" is a different sin We shouldn't say it but we do, and that just what it is But that don't mean that you can say it just 'cause you got bitch friends Bitch, that word was originated for you to keep us sunder And when you use it, you know there's a double meaning under And when we use it, we know that's just how were greetin each other And even if I wasn't picking pieces physically That don't mean I'm not affected by our history My momma took a hit, that shit gets to me And you ain't got no motherfucking sympathy, you pussy bitch! I'm sorry you can never feel my life Im Tryna have faith, but I never felt alright It's hard to elevate when this country's really not right Judging me by my emotions or and my slackness Tryna do my job but ain't nobody call me back yet Now I gotta sell shoes to put food in my cabinet You bitches ain't slick, this is all a part of your tactics Don't talk about no motherfucking bills or no taxes When I ain't making no dough You think you know everything but you don't You wanna copy my slang and everything that I know Tryna steal my culture and then make it your own, whoa I'm exhausted I can't even drive without emotions tryna start shit I'm tired of the systematic relationship bullshit All you do is false shit, this the shit that I'm forced with And you don't know shit about my feelings, that's what bothers you You don't know about no true pain or nothin look at you You don't know about the my steps or no loose change You don't know about no 2 Chainz or no parental aid, you don't know! And even though the deck was half as stacked You hated playin cards, I know that's a fact You couldn't wait to fold out and put that shit back And then you gave me emotional slumps and now it's payback for that I'm not perfect, I never lied But I know there's a disconnect between your mind and mine Yeah, I praise Bazzi like he was a fuckin' god He was fighting for his life way before his heart died, bitch, die bitch! And all you care about is school and friends And being sexy and that's the women within you Hatred all in your brain, it slowly start to convince you And then you teach it to your friends until the cycle continue Blame it all on yourself, blame it on my stay Blame it on everybody, except for your own mistakes Blame it on my friends and blame it on me bitchin Aiming at my businesses, I ain't saying I'm innocent But, I might be any day now Treatin' everybody how you want and anyway how I swear my emotions 'bout to bomb us any day now And now I'm duckin' everytime I feel the fuckin' pain now, shit You know I make a lot of sense but you just can't admit it When Bazzi went against feelings, that was the illest 'Cause even though he's hurt, he let us know he standin' with us I'm not perfect, but I cry a lot You don't know what it's like to be in no crying pot You don't know what it's like to mind your business And not get stopped by the tears and not know if you 'bout to die or not You worry 'bout your life, so you take mine I love you but I fuckin' hate you at the same time I wish we could trade shoes or we could change lives So we could understand each other more but that'd take time I'm not perfect It's like we livin' in the same buildin' but splittin' the both sides I'm not perfect But there's two sides to every story and now you know mine [Outro] Can't erase the scars with a bandage I'm hopin' maybe we can come to an understandin' Agree to disagree, we could have an understandin' I'm not perfect I love you Take this track with a grain of salt Please I love you