Him

Let's talk bout talent nah let's talk bout status, uh
Drunk on cameras, saved by c*****us
Soul needs bandages, I’m not standing up
I'm not man enough. these p***s ain't x*n enough
I wish things went the way I planned it
I ain’t average, man i raise ya’ll standards
I need answers, changed my plans up
Yelling my heart out, and they raise they hands up
I want you but you want him and
You like me but I'm not him damn
Don't text me like, why so distant
Tore my heart slower than molasses in quick sand
High off medicin fly like Jetson
See all my red flags through your rose colored lenses
All my insecurities a million ways to mend it
And I give you million different reasons just to end it

And you don't look at me the way you look at him
Him