They find me face down in the bins takin´ out the trash
Still, I won´t be told, copacetic, everything is fine
I was carrying too much weight, so I break, habit escalates

Sometimes, I enter rooms and forget why

Got me lookin´ stressed, got me lookin´ pressed
Got me lookin´ vexed in the liquor aisle
Trippin´ over names, trippin´ over dates
Trippin´ over texts, so I style it out
Just the other day, what you tryna say?
What you tryna say? I was lookin´ wild
Why does everyone keep buying me books?

Little brother knows the tango
Little bro can sing the blues
Little bro knows lots of things
That he´s not afraid to use

He says he knows when I´ve been drinking
He says he knows when I´m lost
He says he knows when I am lying

And he knows when I am not
But it works both ways, brother
I know you´re loving this
My little brother does a lot

My frenemy lives in town and I see him almost twice a week
So we shoot the shit and pretend that this is all it is
God hates the faint of heart, the weak-willed and the profligate
Do you remember summers learning Bible verse?

Got me lookin´ stressed, got me lookin´ pressed
Got me lookin´ vexed, does my breath smell like wine?
Trippin´ over names, trippin´ over dates
Trippin´ over texts, runnin´ out of time

Spit it out, bro, what you tryna say?
What you tryna say? I was lookin´ wild
What you need to watch is your conniving tongue

Little brother wrote a letter
Little bro prepared a speech
Little bro rehearsed it all
But he will not cop to it

He says he knows when I´ve been drinking
He says he knows when I´m lost
He says he knows when I am lying
And he knows when I am not
But it works both ways, brother
I know you´re loving this
My little brother does the most