MANSA IN MOTION

To each his own

The ones you know you'll never keep are hard to leave alone

Know some folks would say that's evil label me a hoe

I beg you look in introspect before you reach for stones

At an impasse of words cuz I speak in codes

A long list that I've kept on the need to know

And I'm still looking for regrets like I need a no

All my haters look like bakers cuz they kneading dough

I get so high, I do not believe in lows

If I tell a lie are you gonna believe em though

"You only get what you deserve" "I didn't mean it" though

You made a weapon out of words and set it deep in stone