feel this way

So baby tell me, what's it like outside

Cause I know, you and I, we don't know what this about, right

Right, and I'm just trying to keep it together

Whenever, however, I'll promise that I'll forget her, forever

Okay, maybe I just talk too much

I mean, fate can paint a picture, at least give it your touch, oh

Yeah, we on that Burbank shit

A pretty sound, Charlie Brown, but the thing is I don't suck, bitch

Early mornings, date nights

Feel a way, late flights

Zero warning, chest's tight

Faraway, but light's bright