Springtime
Bad time to be single
Refusing dates leaving men salty as a Pringle
I'm thinking back to my time in Chiang Mai
And how I wasn't really ready to say goodbye
I hopped into my first cypher
I swear it took me higher and higher
I'm elevated
Y'all called me angel voice
Blessed the mic and you left me no choice
There was never a line for the mic
But I knew plenty of Mikes waiting for a line
I never needed that to shine
Y'all told me big things would come my way in time
Joop Joop