Spendin all the money I just worked my ass off for doing things that I won't regret.

I can show you new things, have you feeling spiritual.

I like sweaters. I have a sweater obsession, I guess.

You can't say you're happy either. You don't even smile for me.

Just call me 'Shoppin Bag Drizzy'. And call me 'Mr Damn, He Aint Coppin That Is He?'

So can you do me a favor? If I pull it together, make it sooner than later.

I am what everybody in my past don't want me to be