This is a song about "Telling someone i like them"

Telling them its okay to look away from the mess they caused/

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

I guess now i'm done telling this story,

Must be something you want me to see

I just keep telling them about the future, the money and the fame

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

I guess now i'm done telling this story,

As i seenobody cares about my history

Like steve i need a clue man your really telling me?

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

Like suicide and the voices inside telling them to do this.

If someone doesn't listen to him he'll make them drown

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

But i feel like i should be able to tell someone about my issues..

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth