Rome/Around

Everything right about it I just wanna write about it And I'm loving on her body I don't need to think about it I'm just talking to my outlet I don't really want to shout it 'Cause every moment now I'm doubting I wish that l could live without it And I gotta see Rome I don't know what I'm doing, so I leave the room and take a brief stroll Hear the traffic in my head, on the way to check my ego But I'm crashing for the night, fall back and down we go Everything right about it I just wanna write about it And I'm loving on her body I don't need to think about it I'm just talking to my outlet I don't really want to shout it 'Cause every moment now I'm doubting I wish that l could live without it And I gotta see Rome I don't know what I'm doing, so I leave the room and take a brief stroll Hear the traffic in my head, on the way to check my ego But I'm crashing for the night, fall back and down we go (I mean, I think she fucks with me) (I don't even know) (I don't know what the f*ck I'm doing) (I just don't know) You take me around You take me around I can take you around I can take you around I can't trip no more until this shit is sorted The days I'm supposed to feel the best, I never feel rewarded I'm looking at these photos, but they start to look distorted Now what the f*ck am I to do with em'? Don't want to zoom in them I roll them up and smoke them 'cause I feel the mood spinning I meet her all the time, but I'm asking who is it? Is she cool with it? Or does she say what I want to hear and then lose interest? You take me around You take me around I can take you around I can take you around