Fucked Up Outro

[Intro: Michael Anthony]

Who could wish

Who could wish, wish wish and go away, oh

Dreaming is living

It's your world now

I am not flawless

I am not perfect

I sin in my soul

I cut through the surface

Repair, heal, and spread love

From deep within, work the path and the vision

Then you can see the fruits of living

And use your roots

[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]

You'd never expect it from him right?

Please don't confuse shade with the shadows from dim lights

I been bright

I been in spaces dark as midnight

My pen write on both

My insight on both is skin tight

In spite of the fact that I'm inside the hoax

All my niggas got a horcrux or two or four

We don't die, we multiply but you knew that already

Shift the culture, we do that already

If you don't give me credit for nothing but making kids in Chicago drink more water

I proved that already

I'm someone with influence who'll use that to better the youth

And that don't make me better than you

But as far as this rap shit goes

If Drake ain't holding down Quentin Miller why the fuck would I ever give any credit to you

We learning the business

We keep us some sage

We shit on these niggas then burn up some incense

Drop off the album and turn up the interest

Make 'em pay interest

Since they was so disinterested before

Like it wasn't this intricate

Or we didn't use instruments before

Check that insolence at the door

Or, it can get a lot more intimate than you expected

The underrated and often neglected

Are often expected to deal with it

[Hook: Mick Jenkins]

I think y'all niggas got me fucked up

But I cannot go for that, no, oh-oh

I think y'all niggas got me fucked up (fucked up, fucked up, fucked up)

But I cannot go for that, no, oh-oh

(God did not make me that way, God did not make me that way)

[Verse 2: Mick Jenkins]

And as I was saying

The underrated and often neglected

Are often expected to deal with it

Like we in here off a meal ticket or something

The lack of respect is astounding

And I refuse to accept it

Niggas talking crazy

(I think y'all niggas got me fucked up)

And you not finna tell me that I'm crazy

Cause I choose to correct it

Rather than play unaffected

Check my demeanor

Still waters run deep as the love and the serve from Serena

Balls in my court and we serving subpoenas

Don't miss this jet ho

Don't miss this view

Straight truth, no tricks, no presto

It's drink more water, don't trip off petrol

Just sip the kool-aid

The same wrist that makes this whip the Pesto

Break bread with me

Better yet, bake bread with me

We be so worried bout how much we need the dough

We tend to forget the little things we need to know

Like how to knead the dough

If done properly it won't spread so thin when your people show

It happened to me, I peeped it though

Before I hit my peak, young Pistol Pete

I could thread the needle through three peep holes

I'm four iPhones and two pencils deep at this point

The cliffs don't seem so steep at this point

And all I see is wolves and sheep at this point

No Lil' Bo Peep

[Hook: Mick Jenkins]

I think y'all niggas got me fucked up

But I cannot go for that, no, oh-oh

I think y'all niggas got me fucked up (fucked up, fucked up, fucked up)

But I cannot go for that, no, oh-oh

(God did not make me that way, God did not make me that way)

[Bridge: Michael Anthony]

Who could wish

Who could wish, wish and go away, oh

Dreaming is living

It's your world now

[Outro]

Water[s] was just the introduction to the idea that there's this truth...niggas been missin', right? But I feel like people, don't know what that truth was. I wasn't very specific about what that was. So...in looking for how to be specific about what that is because there's so much that needs to be told to people, you understand what I'm saying. Uh, love came to me as a, as, what should be a focus because that's the focus of Jesus' message on Earth. You know what I'm saying and if that's what leads my life, which is my faith then it only makes sense to start there