Gotta save myself

I gotta save myself

I love you dearly

But I gotta save me

Grade 7, kept the hood down

Kept it on my scalp like a bonnet

Self-soothing turned to default presentation

I wore it as a badge of honor

The one thing they couldn't take from me

Self-deprecating tunes in my pocket

I love the dirt, I kept the laces bummy

I lose all my soul if I wash it

Right?

Do it make a choice authentic when you flaunt it?

Surely this my honest disposition

This is not no K-Pop Ebonics

I mean, it don't feel like nothing missing

But couldn't pay me large enough to promise

Do I use agency or not?

Lighter question, do I got solace?

Alright, I-I got my answer, I think

Right now, I'ma say yes, but it flip-flop by the day

All the brief moments where I dig up my truth be the ones I try to save

Don't ask me shit about me, I don't know him from a can of paint

Where the shards of his essence fly to when his source of pride start to change?

Let me know, I'm asking on the behalf of a couple homies

That's what I would say if I still had love for the cozy

Gloom bring me back to Earth, but I won't stay 'cause that shit blows me

Never thought I'd see the day till I put my ears to the lips of Rosie, praise God

Gotta save myself

Gotta save myself

I love you dearly

But I gotta save me

I gotta save, I gotta save, I gotta save

Gotta save myself

I gotta save myself

I love you dearly

But I gotta save me

'Cause who's saving me?

'Cause who's saving me?

'Cause who's saving me?

'Cause who's saving me?