My man, living like an heroic My man, creeped out like a shadow In the church of the mirror Something that you give it up Something that is mine, oh my And who does it mean if you give it up? Cause you're chasing it all these times Was this thing that you really like? Was something that was mind of mine? Would it stop and give you a few minutes? Would it ease you to run? But after Washington, being upon you I can't believe And if the calling is lying Hanging upon you I can't believe I can't believe I can't believe My man He started like he oak He fell off like he broke And My man Took a long way to get cooked Put me wrong, can I, can I? My man Did he shot me? Did you give it up? Did you lock down with your love? Did you tease me? My man Did you compare me to the leader Can I help you pick it up Let me help you pick it up Can I help you pick it up I a foolish child Freaking up on him How can I leave? Out at the corner of his wife Checking up on him How can I leave? I'm gonna leave, I can't leave Dishat! (We're waiting for the first one!) My man! He's standing around and telling a joke There's anybody smoking my man Can I have