This Song Is Not About You

Yea, haha
I don’t even know if I’m gonna be able to record this
'cause I’m already tearing up
N-not even just from this song
But um, there’s a lot of things going on in my life right now
But uh, it’s whatever-
Giving everything I have to you
This passion is our greatest attribute
Come with me and have a glass or two
I ain’t talkin' bout some apple juice
All the feelings here are natural
All emotions here are tangible
Can’t imagine gettin' mad at you
Can’t fathom bein' in bed with you
I just wanna be ya only one
If I ever fail I’ll hold the gun
I was always told there’s more to come
I will always hold our souls as one
I could never live if you were gone
Everything I give to you is lost
Everything I wished for you is off
Really wishin' you’d give me a call
Now you’re telling me that we can still be friends
So I gotta go back to how we first began
Grabbed on ya hand and we start to dance
And I never ever let it fall apart again. (x2)
In the back room
Saw a girl wit' a really pretty face and an ass too
Looked on her shoulder and I saw the heart tattoo
Realized I was lookin' at you
This is taboo
And I’m really not a bad dude
Every time i pass you, you are in a bad mood
I’m just tryna change that baby 'cause you mad cute
I can show you how to make the glass look half full
Yea
I’ll admit I’m from suburban homes
I ain’t never been no part of them murder zones
I always had a lil dream it was personal
I was just tryna make it big 'fore the curtains close
Bout-
Second grade, started listenin' to eminem
Tryna be as big as him
I was just a little kid
Never movin' militant
I was all so innocent
Was just tryna make it, I would do it, I’d take any risks
On the other hand, parents divorced
When I was born
Maybe that’s why I’m a bad son
Grandparents died too
Still have one
Grandma I’m glad I could be ya grandson
And according to the story on my mom’s side
My grandfather shot and killed his own wife
Called the cops on himself and decided it was best
When the police arrived, take his own life
I ain’t have no brother to share my struggle
I ain’t have no sister to take care of
Only saw my father on Wednesday nights
He would take me to dinner, I’d give him bear hugs
I remember the quarters that he would give me
So I could buy all the bouncy balls that I liked
We would eat our pizza and then leave
'Til next week, dad I love you, bye bye
Here’s a story every time I hear, it gets me:
I remember pre school out in Cali
But I didn’t find out 'til I was fifteen
It was 'cause my momma was hiding me from my daddy
I ain’t ever know that shit until my aunt told me
'bout cried on the spot, start shakin'
My mom kidnapped me without any warnin'
Took me to California
Called it vacation
Fuck-
I didn’t know that shit
I was way too young to say, «no that’s it
I don’t wanna go away
I wanna call my dad
I wanna go to his place.»
Had a fucked up past
This some deep down shit that you won’t ever hear again
My past gets worse, how sad can it be?
It was nonstop, I could never make it end
And I’ve never even had a full true family
And the story goes on, kept writin' and shit
And my mom and I seem to keep fightin' and shit
Fell in love, so I thought
Tried to kill myself
Now I’m in love with a thot…
Guess I’m still myself
But in honesty, I tried to put a knife to my gut…
Then I heard the garage door open
Put a belt to my throat, tightened it up…
Then my girl called, lost my focus
People found out, tried to brighten me up
Tried to do that shit again, start chokin'…
My dad came home, so I tried to get up
I was starting to think I was hopeless-
Fuck
This shit’s way too emotional
Can’t do it
Well…
This that shit that y’all don’t know
That shit that y’all don’t know
This some shit that y’all don’t know
Well now you know
-Duzzy