Don't know how to it ask it, but baby why me I'm not really masculine, i'm more into peace My memory lacks it, i spill all the beans I'm full of the baggage and my tummy is seen Tummy is full of a terrible ugh, terrible mix i'm a mutt on the scene Covered in stitching and weak in a knee, can't even bottle that label on me Itching a fit but i'm jagged at best, Missing a link but i manage me best Still i don't task much no, i can't even grasp it no I color i craft some, i bubble me feelings and act up Bundle of filth but you still looking past that, how baby you match up You the apple where reticles lie, sweeter than any blood measurement high Needle in thigh, couple of times, cupid done hit me in all of the lines but baby you Baby you take me, take all of me life You strip and you stake me, with nothing to hide You grip and you break me and you settle me mind Caress and you lay me in these medical highs But baby i mean all the bit of me lip all of whatever i manage to grind Partially fried, properly shy, i never quite manage to say it on time Never quite manage to say all me mind, you jot it you read it through all of the lines I puzzle i piece it and every time you listen you hear and you measure me right No mistake see i do it in pride, all of it really i swallow me pride Pardon me lines, pardon me rhyme, pardon me never quite telling it right