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Self soothing turned to default presentation
I wore it as a badge of honor
The one thing they couldn't take from me
Self deprecating tunes in my pocket
I love the dirt, I kept the laces bummy
I lose all my soul if I wash it, right?
Do it make a choice authentic when you flaunt it?
Surely this my honest disposition
This is not no K-Pop Ebonics
I mean it don't feel like nothing missing
But couldn't pay me large enough to promise
Do I use agency or not?
Lighter question, do I got solace?

Alright, I got my answer I think
Right now I'ma say yes, but it flip flop by the day
All the brief moments where I dig up my truth be the ones I try to save
Don't ask me shit about me, I don't know him from a can of paint (Whiskey)
Where the shards of his essence fly to when his source of pride start to change?
Let me know, I'm asking on the behalf of a couple homies Gotta save myself
Gotta save myself
I love you dearly, but I gotta save me
(I gotta save, I gotta save, I gotta save)
Gotta save myself
Gotta save myself
I love you dearly, but I gotta save me

'Cause who's saving me?
'Cause who's saving me?
'Cause who's saving me?
'Cause who's saving me?