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  1. Mancala

Writer(s) – J. D. Hopkins
Producer – M. J. Nichols

Lyrics

[Chorus 2x]
I’m never gonna feel again I’m better off just fitting in
They’ll never see behind the smile while looking at my grin
Forgiven not forgotten my heart is full of rocks
Call it mancala as I move I’ll never be caught

[Verse 1]
You’re never gonna catch me. You’ll settle what you just see.
I trust me to not trust you and forever it’ll just be.
Let’s see, it’s messy, but I’m gonna make a must see.
Thrusting all emotion towards the ocean (shhh) don’t shush me!
This right here is gutsy, but it might just work.
Left the good guy out here dusty, so, alright its dirt.
I’m hurt. I bled Jon, but I’m used to it now.
I form a carcass as a callous while I malice my style.
How can I portray that I’m okay even though I aint?
Much to my dismay to reveal my heart and feel my pain.
What can I say so that they will accept me?
For every single one that I showed my heart to has left me.
You want the depth of me? You want the real me?
What happens when I really spill me and it’s filthy?
You think you know me? Oh, you my homie?
If I open up the door to home you going to stone me

Chorus 2x
I’m never gonna feel again I’m better off just fitting in
They’ll never see behind the smile while looking at my grin
Forgiven not forgotten my heart is full of rocks
Call it mancala as I move I’ll never be caught

[Verse 2]
I’ll give you what you want to see. I know you don’t want honesty.
You ought to be behind the smile, all the while it’s odd to see.
Somewhat, like an odyssey of home or heart abroad the sea;
Cementing the dimensions mentioned that y’all want to heed.
Say: I am a prodigy? I mob deep so possibly.
The havoc in my heart is splattered leaking out my arteries.
Oh no, I don’t want to dream. Nightmares are all that I see.
Specific hieroglyphic visions as an art to read:
It gets so hard to breathe. The 9 pressed between my teeth.
My mind is blown between my ears; Lost 9 of mine within a year.
Benji, and so many friends, Andre, and then Torrien;
The letter I wrote Kelly has steadily tore me in.
She was my first date. El went out the worst way.
Shot him, and got Rey’s face, J followed my birthday.
Letting go is not the same as pushing someone else away.
If I’m honest then its carnage; so, you’re safe within this masquerade.

[Chorus 2x]
I’m never gonna feel again I’m better off just fitting in
They’ll never see behind the smile while looking at my grin
Forgiven not forgotten my heart is full of rocks
Call it mancala as I move I’ll never be caught