Content With Death

Pour me up a little of your expectations

I've been out in single file, I've been waiting

Pour me up a little of your expectations

Pour me up a little of your expectations

What did you expect? You think I'm on the same shit?

I've been grown, my momma's home, you know?

I'm sorry if I've been keeping you away, brother

My misery machine arrived about last summer

Losing friends and I'm losing Ms, I know it means nothing

But maybe a little God's alright sometimes

Maybe a little faith's alright sometimes

'Cause I can't keep waiting for my atheist life

To come around just to save my soul

Do you get it though?

Pour me up a little of your expectations

I've been out in single file, I've been waiting

Pour me up a little of your expectations

Why must it be so hard?

Should I try? Should I give up tonight?

The internet gone mad

Missing people becoming content

Christians over in the USA control what women do

But single minded people mind if people try to live their life

That's what is true, that one is true

The internet gone mad

Death becoming content

Boycott everything

Don't do it for content

Speak before you get mad

We could all use a little more context

You a grown ass man

Still need to learn about consent

Pour me up a little of your expectations

I've been out in single file, I've been waiting

Pour me up a little of your expectations

Pour me up a little of your expectations

I've been out in single file, I've been waiting

Pour me up a little of your expectations

Pour me up a little of your expectations

What did you expect? You think I'm on the same shit?

I've been grown, my momma's home you know