Letter To My First Love

All them nights we stayed up, and we made up, then we made love, we was bae'd up Now how come I'm losing you?

Remember when my pops left, and I lost breath, and you gone now thinking I'm next And Now I don't know what to do

Goddamn, I know I'm so fucked I'm sitting so stuck it's not the right time

She was so bluff, shit got me fucked up

Lately been trippin' I'm not in my right mind

Pooh said he seen 'em drawing out the white line

I'm tryna make or break 'em if he cross mine

Choppa gon' Harlem shake 'em, leave 'em cross-eyed

ADHD, depression hittin' sometimes

Say it's all love, that's what it all was, it was just me and you blowing ya' back out

Say it's awful, I'm taking all drugs, blowin' the backwood think I might tap out