False Hope

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Swipe left, right, left, right, right
Swipe right, right, left, left, right
Right, right, right, right
Right
Been at it all night
Maybe it's time to confess that I might not be
God's gift to man like I think I am
I ain't got likes
But I flash my pearly whites and my flirty eyes
I'm 5 foot 5 but perty nice
And my friends can attest that I jest with the best
But I guess so can these thirty guys
That's my ego talking
I'm regal walking
My crown of thorns and my steeple top
But I ain't my martyr either
No Jesus, Paul, and no Mark or Peter
So pardon me, I'm just fallen
Am I rotten? Maybe I'm horrid
I been the last option they cast off
And our paths cross like the boards
They say to be patient with it
Till I face the women
Who will make decisions
That are based on my nature not fake agendas
Am I fake in pictures
Is my aim to strip her
I don't date your Tinder
But here I am, idiot
Telling myself that I'm simply too hideous
All cause it got out of hand
It should get out of hand
Put my phone down and stop with the idioms
My affiliates got dates
I feel silliest when I'm solo
It's not piteous, it's just bait
I'm the fish and the app is the plate
They make money when I feel alone
And I put myself down when I pick up the phone
But I'm not your commodity
Swipe like the lottery
I'm an adult
Ima act like I've grown

I got one like
Guess I might not be a bad sight
Do I start with a line or a compliment, ah
Forget it, I'll just say hi
She said hi back
That's a good start. Then we had a nice chat
So we chat for a bit
It was charming and rich
She said, Do you want my Snap
Yeah, I'll take it
And send a pic
She sent one back and I think I'll rizz
I'm like, You too cute to stay inside
Lemme take you out. Whatchu doing Friday
She free and shoot, I'll make some time
I ain't gone out since like last July
I iron a shirt three days in advance
I'll put on these these pants and I'm wearing this tie
We talk on the phone, she's cute
And I got a little crush, that's new
And maybe I rushed too soon
'Cause the day of our rendezvous
She called it off, no excuse
Cool, reschedule. Got a day suggestion
She like, Real soon. We'll go out whenevs
Yeah, that's cool just let me know
And then she turned off her phone
Now I'm just back where I started, man
With lower morale and heart in hand
They say to be patient with it
But I hate the feeling I'm unwanted, man
Where is my self respect
Where's the Adam I can accept
When I download it's a downgrade
And my doubt's in what they invest
They make money when I feel alone
And I put myself down when I pick up the phone
But I'm not your commodity
Swipe like the lottery
I'm an adult
Ima act like I've grown
I don't need your right swipes
I don't need your right swipes
I don't need your right swipes
Matter fact, I don't need you at all