Self Care

I run my own bath, yeah
I do my own taxes, yeah
I get dick when I want to
I get thick when I want to
I get skinny when I want to
I drink whiskey when I want to
I do what I want to do
When I want to
When I want to, yeah
I worked hard to be like this
But it would be nice
To have self care, with someone else there
That also cares about my self care
Ooh, oh, ooh oh
Self care
Ooh, oh, ooh oh
The realist thing I wanna do
Is shake your mother’s hand
What she provided to the world
I think she’ll nevr understand
I know we had our grievancs
That’s life the way we know it
A different cloth is cool
But it gets stronger as we sow it
The way you love you when you show it
I took that writers block and coughed up pictures so historic
I took your love and passion and I turned it to a chorus
Roses what you hearing I’m your florist
I know that you’re probably in your tub huh?
Texting all your friends like it’s a dub huh
She don’t wanna tell me that her pride down
But that’s the only way we put the lights down
Lived a lot of lies but you’re killing me slow
Realist one alive I can see it, see it grow
Put me on the side
I’m a champ with it yeah
Love the thought of you
And I still dance with it, yeah
You never know but…
Ooh, oh, ooh oh
Self care
Ooh, oh, ooh oh
I run my own bath, yeah
I do my own taxes, yeah
I get dick when I want to
I get thick when I want to
I get skinny when I want to
I drink whiskey when I want to
I do what I want to do