CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : UNDRESSING CRITICISM
Look
I stepped outside my crib today and took time from my babies
To reflect and have an introspective moment about my lady
Last month we made it four years in the blessing of matrimony
But know some folk who yoked and broke, now both need alimony
Ratchet homies, though they blasted for me and clap at phonies
Still detached from knowin' how bein' vulnerable truly feel
And though I've had some cla**less moments, my past unfolded
Hood rats and rodents, down my path to Damascus, that truly healed
Every ailment before the mailman delivered that got bait
In the form of Fat who had first contact, was a frivolous entrée
We had dissonance, but her diligence and commitment when I was indifferent
Was equivalent to someone hit with the Spirit and forced to lay prostrate
Overwhelming, potent, and pure, but undeniable
She was my friend when I had no ends, that made her so much sizable
Difference in how I would listen when she expressed
The intrinsic gem she saw within me that made me desirable
To her, but I was sure it wasn't mutual
And 'round that time I wasn't kind, but I was always truthful
I'd rather lose you than use you, confuse you
Seduce you, abuse you, or run through you like most dudes do
I told her clear as day, "I don't want you"
She looked at me, and said "Cool"
Some people hear that and say, "Girl, what's wrong with you?"
And to that, I say, "Hell, baby, what's wrong with you?"
She knew what she wanted, but knew I wasn't there yet
So rather than run around the field, she made a fair catch
Took what was given, that never altered her vision
In fact, she moved with precision towards bein' friends with no strings attached
While most people drown waitin', her love and her sound makin'
Decisions built the groundshakin' foundation
So when I had my peace, I could place my feet
On something concrete, the cost of love ain't cheap as steet
Unless you want somethin' for the streets, well, hell, I can see
And easily can see why I see these tweets
That reek of those who struggle with rejection, though
They mask it by projectin' false realities that they deem true
That's why I'm weary when I speak to folk who stressin'
Or victims of ma** deception, 'cause I'm knowin' they ain't got a clue
How the hell is one offended when presented someone
To genuine experience that don't make or break when doin' you?
It's hard to comprehend that some condemn the road
In which you travel like the gravel beneath your feet, gon' alter they shoes
What positionin'? Why not fix your aim here
To contend with your non-fiction and you free to do whatever you choose?
But hell, that's the world we live in
When your chips is high, be weary of the ones who chip in
See, time gon' always try to tempt you, know that it is written
But who am I? I said a lot, but I might be trippin', ooh
Nah, you not trippin'
And I wanna just address the people that were hurt or triggered
By our, our story about how we got, you know, married
And to those people that had that limited understanding
Of what our story was and felt some type of way, you know
It's, it's okay, it's okay, and, and here's why it's okay
Because life is hard, life is hard, and it's even harder when you involve relationships
'Cause you can get hurt, you can get scarred, you can get bruised
And it's so easy to take all of those things with us on a day-to-day
And hold on to 'em tight
And so, when you encounter something that tries to deal with it
It hurts, it hurts, and you're forced to either deal with that hurt
Or you, you create an alternate reality
And I think a lot of people that were lookin' at our story
They were creatin' that alternate reality
Through their filter of hurt or rejection
And, you know, it's okay because you can get help
And you can sit down with somebody and you can talk to 'em
And you can process what happened to you
So that when you hear, you know, someone's origin story
You don't have that same response
You don't have to hear it and, and get angry or get mad or be triggered by it
Because you can heal, you can heal from that hurt
And you can heal from that pain and that rejection
You deserve to heal
I stepped outside my crib today and took time from my babies
To reflect and have an introspective moment about my lady
Last month we made it four years in the blessing of matrimony
But know some folk who yoked and broke, now both need alimony
Ratchet homies, though they blasted for me and clap at phonies
Still detached from knowin' how bein' vulnerable truly feel
And though I've had some cla**less moments, my past unfolded
Hood rats and rodents, down my path to Damascus, that truly healed
Every ailment before the mailman delivered that got bait
In the form of Fat who had first contact, was a frivolous entrée
We had dissonance, but her diligence and commitment when I was indifferent
Was equivalent to someone hit with the Spirit and forced to lay prostrate
Overwhelming, potent, and pure, but undeniable
She was my friend when I had no ends, that made her so much sizable
Difference in how I would listen when she expressed
The intrinsic gem she saw within me that made me desirable
To her, but I was sure it wasn't mutual
And 'round that time I wasn't kind, but I was always truthful
I'd rather lose you than use you, confuse you
Seduce you, abuse you, or run through you like most dudes do
I told her clear as day, "I don't want you"
She looked at me, and said "Cool"
Some people hear that and say, "Girl, what's wrong with you?"
And to that, I say, "Hell, baby, what's wrong with you?"
She knew what she wanted, but knew I wasn't there yet
So rather than run around the field, she made a fair catch
Took what was given, that never altered her vision
In fact, she moved with precision towards bein' friends with no strings attached
While most people drown waitin', her love and her sound makin'
Decisions built the groundshakin' foundation
So when I had my peace, I could place my feet
On something concrete, the cost of love ain't cheap as steet
Unless you want somethin' for the streets, well, hell, I can see
And easily can see why I see these tweets
That reek of those who struggle with rejection, though
They mask it by projectin' false realities that they deem true
That's why I'm weary when I speak to folk who stressin'
Or victims of ma** deception, 'cause I'm knowin' they ain't got a clue
How the hell is one offended when presented someone
To genuine experience that don't make or break when doin' you?
It's hard to comprehend that some condemn the road
In which you travel like the gravel beneath your feet, gon' alter they shoes
What positionin'? Why not fix your aim here
To contend with your non-fiction and you free to do whatever you choose?
But hell, that's the world we live in
When your chips is high, be weary of the ones who chip in
See, time gon' always try to tempt you, know that it is written
But who am I? I said a lot, but I might be trippin', ooh
Nah, you not trippin'
And I wanna just address the people that were hurt or triggered
By our, our story about how we got, you know, married
And to those people that had that limited understanding
Of what our story was and felt some type of way, you know
It's, it's okay, it's okay, and, and here's why it's okay
Because life is hard, life is hard, and it's even harder when you involve relationships
'Cause you can get hurt, you can get scarred, you can get bruised
And it's so easy to take all of those things with us on a day-to-day
And hold on to 'em tight
And so, when you encounter something that tries to deal with it
It hurts, it hurts, and you're forced to either deal with that hurt
Or you, you create an alternate reality
And I think a lot of people that were lookin' at our story
They were creatin' that alternate reality
Through their filter of hurt or rejection
And, you know, it's okay because you can get help
And you can sit down with somebody and you can talk to 'em
And you can process what happened to you
So that when you hear, you know, someone's origin story
You don't have that same response
You don't have to hear it and, and get angry or get mad or be triggered by it
Because you can heal, you can heal from that hurt
And you can heal from that pain and that rejection
You deserve to heal
