I wonder why I never learn my lesson. It's feeling like the second chance and it's the first impression
I drive two black cars, I named em Malcolm X and Martin Luther.
I've seen it all before. Now that it's over I shoulda known better than to think this was real and you could be mine.
Every single show she out there reppin like a mascot.
I made mistakes, I made some bread. I even made a way for them to get ahead.
Haters will broadcast your failure, but whisper your success.