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Not Black Enough

de Proper.

Oh my God, I'm back on my bullshit
Who knew staying happy was so hard? I just can’t do it
I tried to fight two bouncers down in New Orleans
Spend too much time on Grindr talking to softboys from Queens

Don’t get me started on my bank account
Too many nights going out
Waiting for them to call and say: It’s not you, it’s me
Happiness is out of my price range
I’ll just stay in my lane
And subsist on 40oz’s and chopped cheese

Don’t get my started on my fragile masculinity
All I heard growing up was queer men can’t be manly
So I’ll just overcompensate with hypersexuality
And pick fights over little shit and call it integrity

So what I'm saying is
All I do is wrong, all I do is harm
All I do is wrong, all I do is harm
When I get like this it’s
All I do is wrong, all I do is harm
All I do is wrong, all I do is harm
My closing argument is
All I do is wrong, all I do is harm
All I do is wrong, all I do is harm

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