37. - Jean Grae

I keep saying Imma find a love, but here I go

Feeling the worsening of feelings from a year ago

Can’t fill in boxes on the internet, it’s weird though

Can’t put my pictures up cause they’re a mirror for

Some creeping snitches who’d be like Jeannie is on sites

And then it turns into them clicking all the wrong types

Then turns to gossip possibly up in the Twitter streets

And then it’s just the freaks, and me

It’s really not appealing so I’d rather give it nothing no

Energy for the men and me expended in the clubbing

I was clubbing as an adolescent, my values less than my pals

My gals and me were never needed on the guest list

Maturity’s a blessing

I want bourbon and investments, a permanent address

Even Murder Myrtle has changed

It ain’t a certainty to personally wanna evolve, I seen a lot of stunted growth

and

Folks who stumble in jobs, and I don’t mean puncture folks balloons in front of

their moms

But you be popping shit about them man what when they’re gone

I can’t take complaints about your babies you made life

I can’t make a date to come around if you ain’t right

Man I don’t wanna watch Worldstar you ain’t fight

You’d think you’d learn better things in your twenties, ha

You’d better burn your thoughts of learning get your nerves ready

And get your purse ready honey everything is money get fucking Nurse Betty

Nutty with personal problems

And get your first divorce maybe these are verses options

Even your opticals are changing, you prefer vodka

Drop Henny to drop calories, opt out of block parties or rap parties

And back out of brunches with a bunch of motherfuckers you don’t even like

Doing it to prove to your what, you’re losing in your life

And you discover things, that other things really more important

You’re reading more again, you’re seeking seasons more than often

Seeking offices, making travel, meeting offers, meeting deadlines, speaking more

And leaving awkward, but being cool with it later, I’ll leave when I wanna

I’m cooler now than I would ever think about my number