Internal (Sing About Me Remix)

[Verse 1]

(Ayy, Look)

Just give me roses while I'm still alive

I'm still deciding if this life is worth living

I've tried to be different

I've cried me a river, I've lied in my misery

Dying in figure, my mind is dungeon I've dug on my own

I'm stuck in the desert where nothing has grown

Assumptions are something I hate to have

What if my lack of work is why I struck out on this vacant path

I started in the basement, elevated to amazing

As my peers followed behind

Like I was, like I was leading the water

Back in the days when niggas used to spend time sneaking through gardens, and speaking on things we didn't have

Our dreams are far apart, from reality that we stepped in

Them teachers said Christ was white, that's a fallacy that we rest in. Challenging em with questions. requesting to know the truth

Cause my people been fucking slaves

I still feel there pain in my roots

We not destined for the past, we just stretching evolution

Wore them chains like necklace

Why you think we desperate for solutions?

More we change is hectic

Why you think protection trying to shoot us?

War is plain and vexing

Why you think they never let us [?]?

Tony Stark, I snap twice they watch me wither away

I sit and decay, they piss on my grave

Which has brought me to this spark

Roses smell a lot better in the sun that when it's in the dark

Cause I can't smell inside no coffin allergies been taking part

Applebee's promotion how bad leaves you hungry from the start

But we still buy it, you tell shawty you ain't shit

But she still try it, told Emila she can't fly

But she still pilot, told R. Kelly we got proof but he still lying

White folks still don't like my face that's why we will riot

It's a thought of contradiction that empower us

Resolve is built from arming my conviction it's a power lust

But when I'm gon learn, I spoke to Noah weeks ago he said

Them seeds we sew gon sew us in return

Everything you put out there gon come right back

So if you think you dodging karma, then my nigga it's a wrap

Got some shit I ain't resolved that makes me feel I'm fucking trapped

And now I'm trying to fix them pieces up

We not some arts of work like Mona Lisa was

Just pure whole flesh and imperfections

We that shit stain Jesus Christ's sandal might've stepped in

That was a lot to comprehend so I just brushed it off

I took it as the wisdom of a man who found, he must be lost

I never feel that way I'm gon be good until-

(Gun shots)

[Outro]

About me forever

Promise that you sing about me forever

Promise that you sing about me for- ou ou ou

About me forever

Promise that you sing about me forever

Promise that you sing about me for- ou ou ou