Why we Gotta

Hurt people gon' hurt people And the ones that don't know Be the worst people When you stuck in that cycle That trauma never leave you You even take it as far to justify the evil See what I'm up against It really turn me feeble Bitter bees gon' sting worse than a thousand needles Funny thing bout bees is they don't get a sequel So we don't look for revenge Cause we know karma lethal Weapons formed against me could never prosper Acting, you a pro You could win a Oscar I smell something fishy Let me spray binaca Patience, I'm all out But the flow been doctored Nurse a nigga back Before I spaz and just react Another episode of Snapped But I can't fall into a trap Raised a nigga kid for some years And then you doubled back Had another kid with him But let's just not get into that Lines was crossed Coping to loss Emotions off There's just no more to exhaust Why we gotta be so immature Why we gotta be so insecure Why we gotta do the back and forth Why we gotta act like it's my fault Maybe it's God planning Maybe I take advantage Maybe we still healing Maybe you too damaged Maybe I count my blessings Maybe I learned my lesson Maybe I needed you to grow from my adolescence Maybe it's black and white Maybe it's blue and purple Maybe the pain from divorce is just universal Maybe we lack patience Maybe we need consoling Maybe we didn't let God cause we too controlling Maybe we need each other Maybe we free each other Maybe we let go of the past so we could meet each other Maybe our son the only reason we should greet each other Maybe we can't cause we hate it when we see each other All these emotions I kept stored like a kitchen cupboard Love my son, respect my son so I can't disrespect his mother Who to blame, we to blame, we pointed at each other But it's okay because forever we'll be distant lovers Lines was crossed Coping to loss Emotions off There's just no more to exhaust Why we gotta be so immature Why we gotta be so insecure Why we gotta do the back and forth Why we gotta act like it's my fault