Questions

If you got questions, questions

Damn, damn

I got left, I got left

If you not restin', restin'

Damn, damn

I don't know what to say to you

'Cause you don't know what I gave to you

If you got questions, questions

Damn

I got left, I got left

So if you're not restin', restin'

Damn, damn

I don't know what to say to you

'Cause you don't know what I gave to you, yeah

Dualin'

Don't repel it

Feeling something, I'm gon' tell it

These assumptions have one dwellin'

I'm the dot com

These days we ain't chilling but you log on

Just to keep the memory float

Remember we spoke?

Not specifically aimed at the dames or the lames, nor the elderly folk

But everyone in between who was lost in

Tried to shed some light on em often

Daddy gone, but mommy was awesome

Some brothers had crack ones, gone ones

I just tried to speak to em, to keep laughing

That's cool, not all a good fraction

I just tried to shed some light on a little insight

Although now we don't talk, they're asking "yo

Where'd my passion go?"

We called that boy crazy, maybe I'm irrational

Like, yo

It's okay, you'll see a new day, and do it better, yo

Still wouldn't think it at night

Shaking in my sweater, though

I got questions, questions

D-damn, d-damn

I got left, I got left, left

You're not restin', restin'

D-damn, d-damn

I don't know what to say to you

'Cause you don't know what I gave to you