Ocd

Out in the yard, I’ll play with my ball

Oh, but brothers inside, shooting up, tryna hide

I’ll reconcile all the times in a pile

Oh, but daddies’ inside, crying out for a ride

I touch things twice

I can’t play nice

Oblivious

I’ll touch things twice

I can’t play nice

Oblivious

Try to be hard, learn to play the guitar, Oh, but brothers inside, tryna keep a watchful eye I recognize all the times in a pile

Oh, but mothers inside, crying out for more time

I can’t play nice

I can’t play nice

Oblivious

I can’t play nice

I can’t play nice

Oblivious