Hey Big Head

Aye yo girl I know it's been a while, but I miss you Yea, only heaven knows that I'm tempted I'm tempted, I'm tempted, I'm tempted Yea mm, only heaven knows that I'm tempted By the essence of idea perceived as feminine Messaging, signals mixed EQ'd to be affectionate Love is a pulmonary artery getting stitched up Like Lelo & snitches facing consequences Lady pardon we, testosterone has been relentless, yea He stay doing dips & men have ruffled chips Stacked upon our shoulder, growing as we're getting older I'm just kidding, I know we got our faults I'm immature, yea of course But I'd rather be a grown ass kid than childish adult, mm That's why I texted this, I know perplexed it gets Hey Big Head, I don't want to seem desperate but Most of the world is searching for love they already found Nostalgic silhouette without a shadow of a doubt I could spot you in a poorly lit arena crowd Nose-bleeding, cold evenings I'm sad I couldn't quench your thirst But truthfully be told you make my kidneys hurt, yea I get pissed off whenever you're in (urine) my life I gave my old flames light so why should I reignite? Mm, when last week was better than our last week Yea, and often fantasize 'bout girl from last week Uh, last time I fought for love I got my ass beat Words of a hopeless romantic, I know I'm not mm Very frantic, with every antic Pressing the panic button until it works We don't converse, though occasionally flirt we daily did Do little about our pet peeves like two vets at war Ain't shit niggas versus no good bitches Battle of the sexes, texting's espionage Enamored by allure, couple things to say more Ferris wheels, funnel cake, but all ain't fair in love & war I love all of you unequally that's what the truth is I'm not a lover or a fighter I'm writer oh bih, oh bih, oh bih I'm a writer oh bih I'm not a lover or a fighter I'm a writer oh bih And I love you all unequally that's what the truth is I'm not a lover or a fighter I'm writer oh bih, oh bih, oh bih I'm a writer you bih Ubiquitous Why don't you like me? Why don't you like what you see? Even though I'm yours to keep Why don't you like me? You know my grandpa always told me That if you don't take care of your woman every night Then someone else will, but that's the thing though If she don't let you take care of her, then she's not your woman I'm yours, I'm yours I'm yours to keep of course I'm yours, I'm yours I'm yours to keep of course Don't you know I'm yours? Don't' you know I'm yours? I'm yours to keep of course