Island

I'm tired of all of these percentages I don't be asking for a hundred percent

All I be asking for is love That ain't what you show, you give me your ass to kiss

Say that we gon' talk about this shit tomorrow I know we ain't gon' make it to that part

So stick it low, can't put nobody else above you

I know I'm stupid, I'm clueless, I'm foolish To keep on putting up with your bullshit

My friend said I'm crazy, cause I miss my baby

At the worst time, worst time I may be going crazy

I think we may be in the wrong direction I hate rejection

Do you need a teacher? You ain't do your research on me

Say that I am the reason Do the same shit, different seasons