Perfect Imperfection

Yeah Who are you? No one to me that's who Say more, say less So stressed, so blessed Bipolar, my mind is spliced I got a nice cup with some ice I got darkness but I got light I got pussy, damn is it tight Couple verses on the hook What does it matter you don't listen Look You're a crook You grew up broke Cope Grandma was on my line constantly Honestly all these demons are concerning If it's money that's not mine I'm discerning Sage, burning Spirits, yearning Constantly learning Goodbye to the past It's a new morning Please, no mourning