Can't Call It

[Verse 1]

Uh, living in a generation

Where only commas get an exclamation

Tryna keep my mental patient, I'm a mental patient though I ain't hesitating

No, wish I would though

Yeah, feeling hurt

I don't know the origin, that be the worst

Let's just keep on pouring see who'll feel it first

That's how whiskey and relationships and feelings work

[Hook]

I know how I feel (yeah)

That ain't who I am (no)

I've been looking back (yeah)

Tryna understand (yeah)

I wish I could cry (yeah)

But y'all made me a man (yeah)

So I just wonder why I be the way I am (yeah)

Therapist say I got trauma

Managers say I need commas

I just really think I need solace

Some days wish I ain't make all these promises

I go for drinks every night that I don't want, at what point am I an alcoholic?

Say what you all want but my wholе childhood, bitch I was a target, and I can't call it, yeah

[Verse 2]

When I was 11 got robbеd. now my man's pops

Since then I knew I was alone, at the end of the day

Knew it's only me and I couldn't truly count on shit, that's real

Got a girl I'm so in love with, but I'm afraid to be her everything

Guess that's why I always joke about wedding rings, 'cause I'm afraid I'm unlovable in the long run

Broken clocks are right twice a day, so twice a day I feel present

Looking for love amongst likes and faves, tell me how I'm supposed to find friendship?

I'ma stop giving my two cents no matter what, they go with consensus

I just want someone to say: "I see you" and mean it, is that too intensive?

I ain't paid rent to my mind in a long time

I think it's time to go offline

I've been having a hard time

(I ain't got no metaphor there, that's just real shit)

People saying right things at the wrong time

At least I want be better than I was

I used to think like: "I better be discussed"

Now I want just be, I ain't settling for buzz

[Hook]

I know how I feel (yeah)

That ain't who I am (no)

I've been looking back (yeah)

Tryna understand (yeah)

I wish I could cry (yeah)

But y'all made me a man (yeah)

So I just wonder why I be the way I am (yeah)

Therapists say I got trauma, managers say I need commas

I just really think I need solace

Some days wish I ain't make all these promises

I go for drinks every night that I don't want, at what point am I an alcoholic?

Say what you all want but my whole childhood, bitch I was a target, and I can't call it, yeah