PAT ON THE BACK

My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window (yeah)
And I can't see at all (uh)
And even if I could, it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad (yeah)
My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window (uh)
And I can't see at all (uh)
And even if I could, it'd all be gray (uh-huh)
But your picture on my wall (uh)
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad (yeah, uh)

Dear Pat, I must've missed you in the chat
There be a lot of people that come to Super Facts
It's hard to keep track and you know
When I be talking, I don't even be looking at the comments like that
There be a lot of action, a whole lot of distractions
And I can't really keep track of every interaction
So you might have hit me, I just wanna say I ain't see it
And I know you DMed me, that was supposed to be our little secret
But I felt your language came a little strong
Cut me some slack, I can't keep track of everything that's going on
I ain't mean to put you on blast just to hurt you
But understand that life is like a circle
And what you asked for, I felt that I really would just give you
You want acknowledgement, and I ain't apologizin'
But I think it opens up a bigger issue that we need to shed some light on
Right or wrong, instead of in the comments, I write a song

My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

I mean Pat, I think you gotta understand
I'm just a regular person, I'm just a man
I know you like a fan and felt you did a lot for me
But I had something to do with writin' them raps? right? possibly?
I mean I did a lot to get to where I am
A lot of sacrifices to have someone like you as a fan
And this ain't easy man, the record labels are greazy and
Even with all that I don't wanna downplay your role, believe me
I think you playin' an important part in the arts
But it's more than puttin' records on them charts
We take a lot of pain, a lot of strain, a lot of frustration
If you don't like what I do today, you just replace 'em
With another artist, another rapper, who's more kind
And the fear of losing stans will lose our minds
I'm talkin', really going crazy
And the last thing you wanna hear is some fans saying that you made me
You know? Or that you pay my bills
I mean you pay like 10 dollars to keep it real
If you bought every album that'd probably be like 50 or 60
If you did a show that's another 35
That's less than a 100 dollars, that's not enough to keep us alive
And I don't wanna downplay your input
Or your financial transactions to get us where we are but
There's more to our job than just pretendin' to be a star

My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me (yeah)
That it's not so bad, it's not so bad (you know what I'm sayin? Yeah)

And in conclusion, to clear up the confusion
Hope this all will teach us all like a lesson
That getting what we want, not always is a blessing
Sometimes it might be a curse, sometimes it might really hurt
But that's the way life works
So I just wanna say Pat Rooney, I think you're cool
And this whole experience really gave me some jewels
A real opportunity to set up some rules
Not to be a jerk and not to be cruel
But that goes both ways, so let's not make assumptions
Or find a giant pool of conclusions to jump in
So next time on the live, I hope to see you
Signing off, I'm truly yours, this is Lu

My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall