You Wanna Know What

Let Me Tell You Something About Yourself

You are Fools. Gold.

You’re the thing my momma told me I had to get rid of once I could afford the REAL thing.

The pawn shop wouldn’t even accept you.

You look bad on me at the beach

You look bad on me in front of my friends

And HONESTLYYYY what does a bitch like me look like even around you?

You need to social distance ya plated ass elsewhere

You see, I know you better than you even know yourself

You’re the Big Sean verse in ‘None Of Your Concern’ 

Just always on some FUCK shit.

See the thing is, you know you’re fools gold.

You know you look like sugar but taste like mint.

You’re the face that made my best friend upset.

Now what. in the fuck. is that about.

I wish a mothafucka would one day.

I wish you would run your rusty ass around here again.

I wish you would try to hop in my mouth like some fake grills from the Pro Club shop.

I wish you would try to leave a rash around my neck.

I wish you would be useless like yesterday.

But you are.

You do sparkle. But like. Not really.

I can’t even cover shit with you.

You look more like a candy wrapper.

That lil sparkle really ain’t worth much,

But

But I suppose it makes sense because I found shit like you in the ground growing up and I thought it was SOOOOO cool.

I even kept you in my room. Put you next to the window. And swore you were precious.

My momma been told me otherwise, but I swore you were precious.

Said you were dirty dirty useless.

But I felt like you were fulfilling.

Like eating too much cake on ya birthday, and I fucking hate cake.

How the fuck you make me eat that shit.

You’re Fools. Gold. And Im grown grown now so.

I can’t play with you anymore.