Waiting Outside

[Verse 1] Been a hot minute, we ain't speak Been a little while, we ain't fought Guess you doing better than the last time we met up When you ran away from feelings getting caught Why you always got to get a grip? When you ever gonna let it slip? Bottle up your pride, never drinking what's inside But when you ever gonna sip a thought? Why you always gotta make a split? What you say and how you feel don't ever fit Ain't nobody watching, you can lay away the caution This the perfect opportunity to vent Say it while we're sitting in the dark You don't need nobody else to talk Talking to myself and my brain spoke back When you finish trying to block [Chorus] I’ll be waiting on you On the outside, after last call I’ll be waiting on you On the outside, after last call I’ll be waiting on you On the outside, after last call I’ll be waiting on you On the outside, after last call [Verse 2] Chat with I, myself and me I never stop to asked what helping needs It works for me and I don't work at it Like some type of service to curve a habit Don't believe in magic, shirts and sleeves Rabbits and such as luck would have it I am one of many to converse the tragic And pride myself in the worst of me That's a vital part in the art of blackness We don't get depressed, we compress the sadness Feeling anyway about a day's a privilege Conversing to the doc to get expensive answers Never visible but I could fill a room With people of the sun who run away from feeling gloom Anger is an illness that I'm tired of containing That's why my mind's saying [Chorus] I’ll be waiting on you On the outside, after last call I’ll be waiting on you On the outside, after last call I’ll be waiting on you On the outside, after last call I’ll be waiting on you On the outside, after last call Instrumental [Chorus] I’ll be waiting on you On the outside, after last call I’ll be waiting on you On the outside, after last call I’ll be waiting on you On the outside, after last call I’ll be waiting on you On the outside, after last call