Cupid's Flaws

How' bout that, pink rose for a play valentine
Teddy bears and chocolates to see you smile a couple times, cause
It ain’t wrong for a nigga to dream right
Cause sometimes I get sick and tired of this real
Man, fantasies are better when I’m staring at my eyelids
Reality hits different when projected on my iris
Now I see what niggas hit the blunt for
There they go, to the sky, screw feeling vertigo
Cause it was late nights, common room, listening to tunes
Chilling with my niggas ‘fore I cam out of the blue
They would talk about thir honeys and the things that they would do
And they asked me Uncle Ticky what’s the move, man
I’m looking for someone legit, hope the slipper gonna fit
She that 99 but I’m the one to make 100 percent
So I wanna shoot my shot, told my niggas I won’t miss
When the ball is in my court, man I kept making assist like woah
I need another chance with you of course
Cause I’ve been a victim of Cupid’s Flaws
Miss the bullseye every time he got the arrow
But when the target locks, it’s zero on the ammo
Baby I need you, to make my dream come true, baby
Baby I need you, I wanna feel de ja vu
Be my Cinderella, fairy godmother where you at
Be my Cinderella baby, we need that glass slipper asap