Happy U Day!

Cause I can't be your Superman

Can't be your Superman, no

I can't be your

Look, I took a little time

To piece this shit together

Many moons ago, I noticed

You were tryin' to do better

Respectively, a collective

Of messin' up was an effort

You might have everybody fooled

That's the price

When you playin' checkers

But I

I do know one thing, though

Bitches, they come they go

Saturday through Sunday

Monday through Sunday, HO

Maybe I'll love you one day

Maybe you'll someday grow

'Til then just take yo punk ass on Somewhere that no one knows

I catch subliminal disses

And you ain't slick, bitch

Talkin' loud like you perfect

Don't check your timing like Fit Bit

This shit lit

Well usually

Far from the man I used to be

Even when you was used to me

You know, verbally abusing

Please

You can sell gullibility to a preacher

Then con the Devil to become the decon Repent to Jesus

You think everything revolves around

You even through the seasons

Nigga, winter, spring, summer, fall

But somehow, you don't see it, okay

I know

I'm supposed to be the man in situations

Many lies get spread and I don't say shit

I'm not Superman, I don't have patience

Attention seekin' ho, on all my pages

Loves to place the blame

That game is dangerous

Nothin' was the same

Cause mane, you changed it

I'm not Superman

Don't have a cape, bitch

Attention seekin' shows

All over your face it's