Figures

Why wasn't you in my life

To teach me how to treat women, maybe my relationships would go right

Maybe I'd go outside, talk to new people, stead of just write

Maybe I wouldn't thought of all those ideas on that one 

(night)

But no I don't blame 

And no I don't feel any shame

Well maybe a little when niggas would joke bout it, like issa game

Or when I was driving through lanes

At three morning just screaming to let out the pain

Or hoping the car would just bang on the side of the tree

So that someone would cry out my name