Ooh, love
You put me back together, yeah
Yo
When you hear these words, it's chopped up parts of my life
You can't dumb down this thing
I've noticed men that don't chill around losers
Are the ones that are winning
Anytime I got run down, I was picking man off
And I come out swinging
I can't put my finger on what I'm feeling, though
But it's somehow different
I can't say life ain't written
I've had a staring match with death
And I won every time, I could have been written
I've lost friends cah they done man wrong
Thank God every time, He's just trying to reveal them
If you strip man to his core, see, structures weak like a concrete building
Integrity, discipline, heart, fundamentals
I'm front and I'm mental, straight to the money, I'm not here to mingle
English boy, man used to collect thimbles
I've seen things that make your skin tingle
I've seen things with hollow cheeks look just like the guy who killed Mace Windu
I was fifteen when he took my bro, that was my guy, my brudda
Had me thinking, "Is God real?", he was just leaving jemma
How does that make sense?
What kind of God is God when babies die, how does that make sense?
And there's people stressing in the West
But they got pushed to the West, now they can't pay rent
Now they're living in debt like Jesus wept, how does that make sense?
And there's dads who abuse their daughters, tell me how that makes sense?
God put that baby in that wicked man's house, it don't make sense
I guess I still got faith, but it don't make sense, man
Still got faith, though, but it don't make sense
But, I s'pose not everything in life makes sense
To be honest, a lot of things in my life don't make sense as well, though
Well, when I was one, my pops just left out the house, so long, then, Dad
Then I had a next pops, and his name was Mike, I thought he was my dad
Then I turned three, and he left with no goodbye, so long, then, Dad
My mum said that it's not my fault, I was too young to understand
Then I had a next stepdad, he was old school, very millitant man
When I was nine, he used to smack me about like a punching bag
Then when I was ten, I was in school on violence, fucked up bad
By the time I was thirteen, I was an angry lad doing snatch and grabs
By the time I was fourteen, I had the police at my door, I drove my mum mad
Then she left my stepdad, but it was way too late, man, the damage was done
Like, "You were my rock, how could you let a next man come damage your son?"
I was a kid so filled with light, and it made me emotionless
And the maddest thing is, we didn't need no one, man
We didn't need no one, I had enough strength for the both of us, yeah
And you had enough strength for the both of us, that's what smacks it, man
Both of us
When I was sixteen, I got kicked out, it was homelessness
I was on sofas, I was on floors, I was on a night bus
But I had nowhere to go, just sleeping, man, it was sore
But I never complained, why, what for?
All of it built me, it's part of my core
So man hit rock bottom, pick up the bottle
Or they even pick up a draw
I just picked myself up more
I think deep down, I've always known what the powers that be really had in store
Now I took my wife to the Dior store
Take my mum to the Chanel store
"Mum, remember, we used to be poor?" Shh
I swear, man, I didn't speak to my mum for years and years, man
I swear that I felt like a whole part of me was missing
Like I was broken, and I was angry inside all the time, and then
Things, we, we rekindled, and I was put back together
Me and my mum didn't talk for years
My shell got thicker, I held back tears
Missing the days when I used to misbehave and she'd make me sit on the stairs
My story's not like theirs, it goes back years and years and years
Everyone's got pain, but who cares?
So many mistakes, too many mares
Look in my eyes, I ain't like these brehs, I got
All of the drip they got, the kettles, the money
But come to the difference, me? Psh, I just don't care
How could I be infatuated by what a man's got or what a man wear?
I've heard things in the grapevine, man wanna scheme on me, I'll just drop a man there, tch
Ooh, love
You put me back together
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