Ocd

Out in the yard, I’ll play with my ball
Oh, but brothers inside, shooting up, tryna hide
I’ll reconcile all the times in a pile
Oh, but daddies’ inside, crying out for a ride
I touch things twice
I can’t play nice
Oblivious
I’ll touch things twice
I can’t play nice
Oblivious
Try to be hard, learn to play the guitar, Oh, but brothers inside, tryna keep a watchful eye I recognize all the times in a pile
Oh, but mothers inside, crying out for more time
I can’t play nice
I can’t play nice
Oblivious
I can’t play nice
I can’t play nice
Oblivious