Thoughts?

Eleven, yeah eleven Tell me boy just hold up, stop talking like you know love, you know You twenty something, acting like you're grown up, you know Somebody say my music heavy, rain check till you get ready, for my baby, do shit like Tom Brady I don't fill up arenas, I've been tip toeing just fast enough, like a ballerina I mean check the name, I ain't Valentino, you ain't no Bobby Valentino nigga, yeah I know You can't be judging people over their build up, at least give them a chance to show you what they're made of Cause I believe, if you deem somebody worthy of having a conversation with, it's gonna be worth it Cause, you might have an opportunity, that you could give the person, and you could make more out of life Cause blessings don't just fall out of anywhere, you get from giving, more blessings from giving And at least that's what I believe, anyway enough of that shit, what you got going on tonight