Undesirable

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I've been meaning to say this With non-remedial statements Gotta breathe when I say this Pardon me but I'm anxious Part of me is so thankful But parts of me should be angered 'Cause parts of me should be tamer With parts of me in a stranger Look, I appreciate how far I've come And don't you think I don't appreciate all these albums? My point of view is sort of pixelated, the vision's fading I'm more in tune? I think that shit's degrading Weak and dangerous, but I'm just saying I should be happy that we made it alive And pray to the skies How generous, this fate that is mine Now I got a couple names that they can label me by They label me bi An alias, ungrateful as I Fuck it [Verse 2] I should have kept my flame in the pyre I didn't mean to win this battle It's like Dave and Goliath But look at me Don't you see me with this pain that I ire? It's just—It's not important Maybe it's time you should cut your losses You tryna force it Maybe it's I who upped and forfeit You bind your corset Compared to I who ducked the closet It's all performance Petty signs and slanty crosses They call it gorgeous But what of us who are closest? [Verse 3] Those whose love doesn't come With the conditions of self And those who've known you forever Through long distance and hell Is this supposed to be trauma With batteries on the shelf? If this supposed to be trauma What does it mean for yourself? Look at what you made You ungrateful fuck It's too late for us You ever think that everything you cultivate is dangerous? Through everything exaggerated Lacerated paper cuts You probably think those palisades in matinee are great enough [Verse 4] You say this stuff Part of me is thinking you just made it up Those lacy pumps will never fix the shame that you relayed on us Razor bumps will always be in place and you can't shave them off It's rose tinted, you should take 'em off You ever think about how lonely you are? Now it's ironic, but I'll hit you with a sobering thought I wonder if you ever think about the homies you lost 'Cause every bar is just a symptom of how phony you are Mama's in the kitchen listening to you bawling along 'Cause her baby's written vicious things in all of her songs Then you try to do the victim thing throwing us off Don't use me as ammunition, nigga Grow the fuck up Grow the fuck up