All spice sleepy Joe on the mic?

They know the clock stops for Joe and Barack

We've about to be cooking you get to paint, I get the crock pot

Take a look inside your heart

Is there any room for me (is there any room for me?)

I won't have to hold my breath

Till you get down on one knee (till you get down on one knee)

Because you only want to hold me

When I'm looking good enough (when I'm looking good enough)

Come on man

Did you ever feel me?

Would you ever picture us?

Grrah

Every time I pull my hair

Well, it's only out of fear (only out of fear)

That you'll find me ugly

And one day you'll disappear because

What's the point of crying?

It was nеver even lovе (it was never even love)

Yeah man

Did you ever want me?

Was I ever good enough (ever good enough)

Grrah

The-the boy's a liar, the boy's a liar

He doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy

The boy's a liar, the boy's a liar

He doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy

Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough

Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough

Yeah I'm good enough and my shoes and with my hoodie up

Just listen to this verse folks

They say that I'm good enough, grabbin' my duh-duh-duh

Thinkin' 'bout s**t that I shouldn't've (huh)

So I tell him there's one of me, he makin' fun of me (ha-ha)

His girl is a bum to me (grrah)

Like that boy is a cap

Sayin' he home, but I know where he at, like

Bet he blowin' her back

Thinkin' 'bout me 'cause he know that it's fat (damn)

And it been what it been (huh)

Callin' his phone like, "yo, send me a pin"

Duckin' my shit, 'cause he know what I'm on (grrah)

But when he hit me I'm not gon' respond (grrah)

But I don't sleep enough without you

And I can't eat enough without you (huh)

If you don't speak, does that mean we're through?

(Huh)

Don't like sneaky s**t that you do (grrah)

The-the boy's a liar, the boy's a liar

He doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy

The boy's a liar, the boy's a liar

He doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy

Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough (yeah I'm good enough)

Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough (and my shoes and with my hoodie up)

Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough (yeah I'm good enough)

Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough (and my shoes and with my hoodie up)

Harkin' back to innocent times while we spit in the rhymes for anyone who misses the dimes

That's the 2010s

Nobody calls the 2010s the dimes Joe

I do people will I'm a trendsetter

Deal with their sure man that's why everyone's moving to Delaware

They are look at the census, oh I forgot you're retired

Go back to making your little Spotify playlist you bum

You know I will and I'll set my bubble tea while I do it hustle culture is a scam

That's true

And I already quite quit

Actually I quit loud you're out here trying to grind

Until you hear a voice telling you to walk to the light