Dotted Line

Who can I impress next High school winner best dressed Thai food on the bed rest While my head lets anything bother me Don't see why I'm Dragging myself through the mud and I'm probably Sulking, fried From jealousy budding Is human psychology Playing tricks on a fixed game Mezzanine at the Knicks game Self esteem is a bitch, blame My downfall on the rich, lame I know it's embarrassing Disdain I'm growing too arrogant This lane gets bloody I'm scared of it Rarely apparent the more that you travel the further you air it out Laundry and all where's a new thing to care bout Praying it rains when I'm facing the drought I could see things changing Baby this right here is vacation Until deals with satan are signed on the dotted line I wanna be I wanna be I wanna be divine Might need a little time It's true Call your mother tell her how I made you smile real good Misunderstood things that she heard from your brother when he found out was I going underneath the hood Thinking that I would runaway but I could give a fuck about a stupid kids opinion Way too busy sinning I should take a video of us and let him watch from the beginning Don't you love when I talk like Everything gone be alright? Bad people do good things Good people live in hindsight Post a picture get your mind right Fornication with the spotlight Stop with the fights Honesty is fading People love parading Better life is waiting More that I'm creating Currently I'm hating Every meal I'm plating Nothing but degrading I could see things changing Baby this right here is vacation Until deals with satan are signed on the dotted line I wanna be I wanna be I wanna be divine Might need a little time It's true