When I'm writing, I'm thinking about how the songs are going to play live. Fifty bars of rap don't translate onstage. No matter how potent the music, you lose the crowd. They want a hook; they want to sing your stuff back to you.

Girls countin on me to be there like missin rubbers.

I wonder why I never learn my lesson. It's feeling like the second chance and it's the first impression

Only thing on right now, like a night light.

When the lights don't glow the same way that they used to and I finally get a moment to myself, I will realize you were everything I'm missing and you'll tell me you're in love with someone else.

Hoes want attention, women want respect.

I think maybe I was numb to it last year.. but you know I feel it now more than ever