Текст песни Safe Card - Darren Isaiah

I wish I can just rewind
And go straight to Tatooine
And just recline
And watch my mood switch gears
I must remind
You I am not the one that you should find
(Oh na, Oh na)
Her girlfriends use to be like "ew"
Like "why'd you even get wit' him?"
(Ew)
Then they use to be like "ew"
Like "why'd you even stick wit' him?"
(Period)
Yeah I'm batshit crazy
But potential have a lot of it
All those got damn feelings, stepped up outta dam'

I am not your safe card I am just a sinner
And I am not that nigga you'll be bringing home to dinner
And I get in real bad moods
And I have the shortest temper
And you gone hate me soon
Probably right around December or November
(Yea)

I wish I can go and find
Some nice isolated place to clear my mind
I swear for god I hate humans some time
But I hate myself to so it's all fine
(All fine, all good)
I just now text my F buddy
Like "bae you up? Come on what's up?"
She said "I'm with my husband"
And I text back "I can give two fucks"
She said she bout to have sex
And I said "that's hot, like can I watch?"
Just put the camera on you more
My brain is off the clock

I am not your safe card I am just a sinner
And I am not that nigga you'll be bringing home to dinner
And I get in real bad moods
And I have the shortest temper
And you gone hate me soon
Probably right around December

I am not your safe card I am just a sinner
And I am not that nigga you'll be bringing home to dinner
And I get in real bad moods
And I have the shortest temper
And you gone hate me soon
Probably right around December or November

If I leave the earth by nine
(Or 6'o clock)
Will I make it in home in time
(Yeah probably not)
It's okay I guess I'll be fine
Is what I tell myself, push my problems at hind

I am not your safe card I am just a sinner
And I am not that nigga you'll be bringing home to dinner
And I get in real bad moods
And I have the shortest temper
And you gone hate me soon
Probably right around December

I am not your safe card I am just a sinner
And I am not that nigga you'll be bringing home to dinner
And I get in real bad moods
And I have the shortest temper
And you gone hate me soon
Probably right around December or November

Oh la-de-de-da
Oh la-de-de-da
Oh la-de Oh la-de Oh dee-da
(Yeah)
Yeah Oh la-de-de-da
(Yeah)