STRAIGHT SHOOTER

Watching you notice me What a test, sitting back, on my left I taste that sour D On your breath, on your breath, on your breath Still don't know Still don't know where I'm going, and it's been a year In and out of your reaches, like cogs in a gear If you could drop in on my mind, you could pick me up Wishing it could be the days when I picked you up With my mind in reverse, I could switch it up Losing my broad, need a second I was on anti-depressants I was still fading under pressure, need refreshers Desperate, like a biscuit needs refreshment Zoom calls could get a bit oppressive Hold my phone and listen while I'm texting I should be impressed that I'm progressing Onto the next thing I know what you thinking, babe, I can intimidate More sour than lemonade Sweeter than minute maid, don't wanna inseminate But I love being in you babe You can't see me while I write this You could see me when I finally get my license Sunny disposition rubbing off you then I call you my straight shooter, feel like you my skin, in a way Cover meTold you it's gon be one day With praise Whenever the pressure goes Told you it's gon be one day Ain't that body such a fine draw You could etch it in the pavement, etch it in the pavement For my entertainment Nights where I would pop outside in useless fits Rolling down the windows, airing out the whip Don't you slow down Sunny disposition rubbing off you then I call you my straight shooter, feel like you my skin, in a way Cover me with praise Whenever the pressure goes Told you it's gon be one day Told you it's gon be one day