Unisex

You the one, you the one

Embarrassing to admit I'm in love

But you the one, you the one

This dress is so hood on your skin

And we was in unison

This dress is so hood on your ass

I'ma give you a son

You always steal all of my swag

What is it, unisex?

You would've given God a good time

When he was in Jerusalem

You take it so long to get on the phone

What is you, not obsessed?

You got me here pressed by myself

Act like you was never pressed

I played your game, didn't text you back

But you didn't give a shit

Look who we have out on a date

Acting like we never met

Look who it is, is that Folarin?

Isn't he the poet? Yes

Fol, you my favorite poet of 'em all

Oh, I'd have never guessed

Fol, can I get a picture of us all?

Oh, nigga, be my guest

Thank you, that great fall

It's no problem, that's what you get

I'm already me

I'm sure already you

How can we build something new?

I already lied

I already lied too

How can we say something true?

We gettin' old, we got creaky joints

A tit for tat with me would disappoint

A tit for tat is such a disjointed view

God asked who did it and I pointed you

Then God looked at me and said, "But I pointed you"

How did we end up with this point of view?

Ooh, ooh, ooh

You the one that's gettin' me through and through

Day and day, I, I

What I write is real, what?

Who told you that you were naked?