vince van gogh

Daniel Caesar

They won t Van Gogh me
They hardly know me
Might ve seen me outside like socially
My words come out clumsy
Make me sound bummy
My thoughts be like poetry
And when it comes down to it separates me from phonies
But sometimes it s lonely

Haha, the psilocybin is hittin
Welcome back, my nigga
Just a general reminder
Don t no one love you but yo mama
Why should they?
It s beautiful, just don t stop being you
It s imperative that you remember this

Used to be ugly
Now I m a handsome, Charlie Manson
Wrapped in a Snuggie
Sometimes I m funny
But if you study
The rhymes that I dictate, in time
you ll all grow to love me
Then we ll be buddies

And furthermore
I would argue that the more they tell you that they hate you
The more they actually love you
The more real estate you ought be part of in their mind
I know it s confusing and contradictory
But all things are
That s kinda just life, you know
And it s that serious
You shoulda told me I was sad to hold you ?
What?