Emotional Athlete

Debating with myself 'Bout to get back on drugs I know what's best for me I know what feels better Been contemplating asking if you want to f*ck I know we not together want to see if its still mine I can slow it down if you can't handle real time Yea I know whats wrong I jus can't tell you bout it What I did was wrong but you don't need know about it It ain't much to it but its a lot left When I look into your eyes never thought it'd go left All that mean shit ain't cool I am not impressed Look to you for clarity I am not refreshed dun dun dun dun dun dun I tell myself it's all part of the process I'm bout to load my feelings its a lot to process I stuff the bruce leaf It hit jus like a dropkick The f*ck could you tell me I don't already know What high could you sell me I ain't already sold The Uber say 20 gone head lose the clothes The Uber say 20 gone head lose the clothes I don't f*ck these hoes I love them that's my guilty problem I don't f*ck these hoes I love them that's my guilty problem