I'm outta love and outta touch with the people Jus tryna find the reason y they will not treat me equal got me looking through the past like how did i get in last I need to know now before i end up in a bag with my people dressed in black addressing the times I had ik it's kinda sad to look at it like that reminisce about the laughs And the times I made u glad instead of all the moments when I had u feeling bad