Released: November 4, 2014

Songwriter: 8 Bars Joe Budden

Producer: 8 Bars

[Verse]
It go, off with my sabbatical
Took a few years 'cause Slaughter's what I had to do (What up?)
Which only brings me to now, and I oughta be erratical
I say that 'cause my autobiographical is more so just a graph of you
I ain't mad, you did more than what I asked of you
As for me, I did less than what I could've
So though we were a hit had to cancel that show
And now my standards so low I be amped when she not a hoe
But what you doing right now is real commendable, takes strength to do
'Cause between us there's some deep roots there
I gave you the best dick you ever got in your life
And stupid me thought it would be enough to keep you there
I thought you loved football, I was running through the hole with the stiff arm
But got disarmed, guess it was just harm
I ain't need to fuck, I was looking for a peer
They say once you stop looking what you looking for appears
You were stronger than I pictured you, much stronger than me
And almost just as strong as John
And John, oh, that's just a friend of my moms
With tubes coming out his nose, but shit I never knew why
But he was born with his heart on the right side of his chest
No, for real, his heart's in the right side of his chest (Word)
Doctors confused, ain’t much that they can do
But impute and say it ain't on the right side of his chest
Scared he might die in his sleep, deep
Every time he cough wonders if it's a cough or it's a symptom
Us, we'll get better later
He gon' live his whole life waking up every morning to a respirator
So I don't never say what I can't do
If he can be happy with life than nigga I can too (Fuck it, I can too)
While José wanna die
Ain't tell nobody, but eyeing his eyes feel I should probably identify
Said everyday he lives with pain and wanna end it
Something's wired wrong in your brain, you gotta mend it
Had a bad breakup and let it expose dude
But if she was getting you high then she would get you low too
So who's there to wait on me?
Y'all just get it off, y'all've put the weight on me
Nigga look me in my eyes, it was amazing to me
And said she don't understand, you not as crazy as me
You got gall, nigga, I'm the most mentally flawed nigga
You not even built to withstand all I've endured, nigga
You know shit about the thoughts in my head
Or the strength I need daily just to get out of bed
Just to open my eyes, nigga, open your eyes
The words spoken of wise, you just know it in disguise
We can end this right here, I got nuttin' more to say to ya
You ain't never met another fucking nigga crazier
Blank stare, couldn't believe 'em
Cat chastised me 'cause I got help when you need some
I could give less than a fuck and not a damn
I never be apologetic over who I am
I'm the same me, nothing changes when the riches do
But niggas wanna suck you dry just like the bitches do
They enter your mentions, sucks to be the center of attention
When you can't even center your attention
Yeah, so I'm fucking out of frustration
They love every second and accuse me of persuasion
Jam was a cancer to me, I had to rid it
Red got in her feelings fast, but won't admit it
Dawn I was bored then, never really smithen
V got threatened by the thought of competition
Malo wanna fuck all day, don't know how
She why I got a Viagra in my wallet right now
Steph kept it simple, loved me for my mental
B got a nigga, but she used me as her rental
And you, you just give me resistance
Say you need a comfort zone, for you it's distance
I tell 'em all I'm not available emotionally
They start giving me advice like they coaching me
I don't even ask it, it's something 'bout
Bipolar sociopath shit, they just find it attractive
Anti-social, but I mingle now
But I've been arguing much more since I've been single, how?
Tell me is this a relationship or just a fuckship?
Whatever situation it is it's all fuck shit
I'll admit, I might love a lil differently
As for them, they'd all love to see a different me
Some cried to me, some are begging for it
Some wanna see that change, but not be present for it
You just act so frightened
Ignoring all logic, now she won't buy in
Even in your absence my feelings are heightened
Though I know some love's lost, it's not on my end

[Outro]
It's not mine, it's not mine at all
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Joe Budden

Joe Budden is from Jersey City, New Jersey. He was born in Spanish Harlem but lived in Queens until he was 12 and from there moved to Jersey City, New Jersey. Budden is one of five boys (one older brother and three younger brothers – two are twin brothers). Budden heard music in his home (his father is a multi-instrumentalist) and on the streets while he grew up.

He is also one quarter of Slaughterhouse, alongside fellow rappers Royce da 5’9”, Joell Ortiz, and Crooked I.