fall back, autumn here
you never called back, i'll have to call again
six months ago you was someone i'd call a friend
but it all ends at some point, i was trying to make a point

but i forgot it, in the midst of reminiscing lost my logic
and i fell back wobbling on ground that wasn't as solid
as i had hoped it / would be
would be criminals, thieves in the temple done put me on alert
and now i'm hurting

but this is not another sad love song
and i ain't even saying that my dad taught me love wrong
i ain't saying that my cup is filled up with something strong
all because i don't have to, you know it

you feeling in control and then you roll after you blow
upon the dice, and then the dice say you outta luck this time
shoulda stayed in your room, cocooned chugging on french wine
listening to maxwell and ginuwine, feenin'

jodeci shit, but you had to go open your lips and tell somebody
that you loved em, but guess what they love you back
what a relief, up in the sheets and on the beach,
everything is keen peach, by george king's speech

each week passes by sorta gracefully
until the weeds peek and you start acting ungratefully
you unfaithfully start filling your heart's vacancy
and so it's no surprise you lost faith in me - and so i say
fall back

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rain come down, let the rain come down
autumn changes the colors of green leaves to brown
spring seems nice, but ice is on the ground
keep trying, maybe some things’ll turn around

now the small hugs and kisses turn into
all missed calls and you have the gaul
to listen to the voicemail greeting
and as the ghost vocals are repeatedly repeating
you lose all of your wits and in response you start speaking
(that was last weekend)

but today you feeling fine (hey!)
fall back nigga yeah, now it’s winter time
love can only ever be perfect in it’s design
bcuz the application of it is nothing but a disguise

pretty ass eyes, eyes on that ass
ass eye proceed to look back in the past
i know you think you failed, but you just took
a little bitty L
milk spilt from the shelf and then you fell

you can clean it up quicker picker upper
you could lick it up, or scoop it like u stupid, gon on and get a cup
a lotta lesser niggas acting hard but couldn’t stiffen up
i’ve been in such tough situations and maybe you should
walk away?

but don’t do what i did, do what i say
apologize but you should know that's the minimum k?
i mean it's your life nigga at the end of the day
but If it's just a smudge on the display then wipe it away

why throw all into the garbage like it's a carcass
make some chicken stock from them bones and extra cartilage
i’m just saying, shit, it might be a fruitful relationship
security and safety when you turn 80 don’t be hasty

start basing your reality in something more than maybes from all of these deplorably boring ladies and boys
and I don't care if they're non-binary cuz
the narrative rarely changes aka niggas ain't shit

but keep in mind as I let those words slip from my lips
i ain't no different, i ain't no gifted, specially-priced
maxi single priest cassette nigga
and i'm not obsessed with the thought of having sex witcha--
get in the bed

and don't touch nothing sit in the bed
just kidding champagne and strawberry doc gooden
rain turns into snow
leave those leaves alone

is we sprinting or is we runnin?
i'm like nigga is we finished or is we done/dunn?
language, i'm too fluent in detachment
changing my ways the way the seasons do the same exact
nigga fall back