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