The Essence

Yeah, it's the calm before the perfect storm

Kept on writing, it gets worse the more that I try to suppress the fact that I'm not the right person for her

But I could've sworn that when she called me from her dorm

Looking for some loving or a reason to have something on her sweetheart back home when he wasn't informed

It's been a dozen or more, sorry I missed your calls

Too busy tryna convince 'em I'm 'bout to lift us off, never flip or switch at all

Cut out from a different cloth

Values I held close came splitting off and ended up in verses I never finished but this was all DIY

I'd be surprised if you were ever realer than I billed you as 'cause so far, you like CSI

Only with the drama and the surface-level tea is why you'll never be eating fine as I when you eating fine

Rising above you, to me, a piece of pie

Don't let her call you easy, guy