What Is Understood

Crazy how I thought this would last forever Crazy what I thought I was But things changed for the better Sure as rain was the weather Cleaned me up Show my ways are clever No more plain from Denver Still blow my whole day on the ember Growing pains But I'm growing pay So many things changed from November Know today so much more then ever Yesterday wasn't just a lecture I'm still working on myself Putting time in on the texture Tryna add worth to my shelf I'm not talking wealth Y'all Stick to the bottom of the barrel I'm hoping you're sterile I don't want to rock the same apparel I want you in peril I'm aware that you're a demon too Thought I needed you Thought you were somebody else I don't wanna be with you I want the girl that I thought That I had Not a thot Rat ass bitch Who wanna drag My name out Flatten shit And suck a bag of dicks I'm tryna get out of that bag Chase the bag To be happy and rich