No Filter

Ay I do not dance with the devil (I do not dance) Tell Lucy watch where you stepping, okay My soul been covered in blood (covered in blood) The red bottoms just for aesthetic, okay Here go the raw and unedited (raw and unedited) Here go the scars and the blemishes (scars and the blemishes) The hero is not how you pictured him (picture this) Picture my life with no filter, okay Catch a glimpse before you caption this I know my past is blurry 'cause my aperture open Strike a balance but I like a challenge Strike the serpent head, then strike a (pose) (hold that) Picture that I'm on a roll (Kodak) What you lack, you wanna (pose) (hold that) Bloody shoes, that's on my soul (Bodak) They ain't messing with these rare editions You a square if you don't fit the box or the narrative Skip the parody, your circle ain't pure (nah) Whittled down to like two hundred some characters Turn your avi to a caricature (whoo) I been staring at the man in the mirror I understand him after having that talk How dare I go and wear a mask after hearing him This affair ain't that romantic at all (hmm) I don't even wanna dance (nahhh) Something 'bout a room that's on fire though Why you tryna hold hands (whaaa) Said I can't deny the undeniable Like, so you can't have friends (whoaaa) Killa in a red dress and Prada shoes I don't wanna make amends I just step off the elevator Can't go down with you, nah I do not dance with the devil (I do not dance) Tell Lucy watch where you stepping, okay My soul been covered in blood (covered in blood) The red bottoms just for aesthetic, okay Here go the raw and unedited (raw and unedited) Here go the scars and the blemishes (scars and the blemishes) The hero is not how you pictured him (picture this) Picture my life with no filter, okay Strike a pose, snap the pic, crop to fit Add a caption, I want mass appeal Like, repost while you're at it If I don't get no satisfaction, I'ma snap forreal I don't really do social media (nah) Honestly, it's cancerous, leukemia Everybody tripping, Expedia Mixing up the facts, Wikipedia Throwing up a filter, like bulimia Threads got her ex in her face, how the update tweeting ya Buddy gotta flex for the 'gram 'cause the flex is a gram Addiction look different over media (facts) People think I have consistence (hmm) I be thinking inconsistent (yup) Maybe 'cause our measurement different (different) Maybe 'cause I measure in distance (distance) I'd rather not post 'bout the family Rather make memories with the clan Rather be the man that'll stand on his word Put together sentences that put together law so good Judges certify his sentencing (yeahhh) I don't wanna bend perceptions (mmm) I just want real acceptance (facts) Even when the man post flawless (flawless) Man with flaws accept it (yeah) Lemme live a life authentic Let my social media bless it (bless) I'm a good father and husband And real life always gon' test it I do not dance with the devil (I do not dance) Tell Lucy watch where you stepping, okay My soul been covered in blood (covered in blood) The red bottoms just for aesthetic, okay Here go the raw and unedited (raw and unedited) Here go the scars and the blemishes (scars and the blemishes) The hero is not how you pictured him (picture this) Picture my life with no filter, okay