Injury Reserve - Postpostpartum Lyrics

Woo
Woo

Don't you know?
I had my arms open
Soak it all in
Postpostpartum
This go hard and we all in
Don't you know?
I had my arms open
Yeah, soak it all in
I was postpartum
But please, don't guard him
Pardon me for yawnin'
Nigga, we all in
I was talkin' jargon
We was posted on the wall, while I
See, who's wildin'
Word, word
Nigga, we all in, peace, oh

(Check it, yeah)
I was hurtin' from birthin' niggas
Shit, got into my mental yeah
All these little lowercase T's
On instrumentals, oh, please
This gon' be gentle, yeah
Drawn from the stencils, eh
Seein' all the itty-bitty knees, all 'bout to tremble
But see, why am I salty, yeah?
Shit, I should be honored, yeah
But now they runnin' laps around me
See, that's the problem you see
I'm just doin' my thing
But then they profit like bees
To a pollen, now see
They see my problem

And you look around and you look just like the moon
(My little man, you gon' need way more, to seduce all of this)
I'm birthin' niggas
Nigga, you birthin' niggas
(To follow suit, then them cynics they 'gon follow you)
(That's the way uncle Shane did it, and that's gon' follow you)
(Further than fucking time and fall into a sun, and part of it is done)
(But it's hardly just begun)

I'd rather burn at the stake than boil in a pot
But you gotta pull 'em from the roots when you pull the plug (?)
It's been a blessing just to see you grow
But soon you see red
I should've seen red, shit
You already know, we tried every angle
Turned over every trick, every stone, shit
One more to go (please, it just turned to my season)
(I'll bow down at your feet nigga, Geronimo)
(I had my arms to the sea, but now they gotta go)

And you look around and the love's just like the moon
(So we gotta go)
Maybe you birthin' niggas
Nigga, you birthin' niggas
(See, my man)
I gotta be, gotta dog the freak, oh no