Samuel Fisherman - BIPOLAR Lyrics

Swear that I hear the angels are callin' me
Swear I see pops when life is exhaustin' me
The best things we offer aren't always present
Won't help to go second-guessin
When changin' preference is all you need

And nowadays all I see is dishonesty
Honestly, I got problems
And I'ma be on and off this week
I know one day I'll solve em
But some days it's hard to concentrate
Till then just call the doctor
And offer my future apologies

Bout to sell cans of whoop-ass act properly
It's buy one get one free sale
These products gon' put you right to sleep
Catch some Z's in the hospital
Hopefully then the doc'll see
The point of my anonymous voicemails
That I sent prematurely

I'll only take an ambulance
If I can afford a gurney
I'm just another asshole
Talkin' shit about his journey
Praise is much appreciated
I still feel unworthy
That's enough talk for now
I need to cop me an attorney

Swear I swerve through demons using monopoly
And God I swear
If he was here
My pops would've been proud of me
Bouncin' up in and off the beat
Jumpin' rope with the opps to see
It's hard to see my path
But I don't miss even so cautiously

See people on demon time make me wanna go cop a piece
Swear I lost my lease on life cause god ain't make that f*ckin' cheap
Cause if it were my choice
Would've let pop and just taken me
If you think this a lesson
You got me f*ckin'

Mistaken, risk-taking
High-roller, Bipolar
Fist shakin' at some rental plates
Matter's the only thing the mind's over

Bitches caked in the fake makeup
Takin' sperm from a f*ckin' live donor
They don't be callin' me the fisherman
For no reason
Is what I f*ckin' told her

Like what's marriage without makin' pornography
50-50's a high number for half of everything
Nowadays I'm stickin' to polygamy
Married to the game
Cause none of you f*cks can get rid of me