When the Thang Ain't Enough

I thought it was art

But it was just a cover tune of my emotions

A transcription of my heart

Boo-hoo heartbroken

I'm a grown assed man

I got no business to be complaining

Tryna to make y'all understand

It's all the same thing

To get

Inside

Your head

Your heart your soul your life

With mine

As I

Transcribe

This blackety black black heart

There's a poem that's got to be written

There's a song that's got to be sung

You gotta beat that thang into submission

When the thang ain't enough

I thought it was decent

But ain't nobody could relate

If it was so good they would not need it

I'm ten years too late

DJ phone call

The sadness and the desperation

Taking the train to Montreal

Choo choo self-flagellation

To get

Inside

Your head

Your heart your soul your life

With mine

As I

Transcribe

This blackety black black heart

There's a poem that's got to be written

There's a song that's got to be sung

You gotta beat that thang into submission

When the thang ain't enough

I

Don't

Know

If it's art

But she seems to like it

She likes it

She likes it

She likes it

I don't know if it's art but she likes it

I don't know if it's art but she likes it

I don't know if it's art but she's calling my bluff

There's a poem that has to be written

There's a song that has to be sung

You got to beat that thang into submission

When the thang ain't enough

There's an ass that needs to shake

There some hips that need to swing

Keep on keeping on with the thang you make