Whit. - Pick Me Up. Lyrics

I need me a pick me up
Things ain’t the same, I’m feeling the pain
I’m pissy drunk
Bugging outta my brain, step outta my lane
I’m tripping up
I feel like I’m slipping
Nah am I just tripping
I need me a-
I need me a-
I need me a pick me up
Things ain’t the same, I’m feeling the pain
I’m pissy drunk
Bugging outta my brain, step outta my lane
I’m tripping up
I feel like I’m slipping
I might just be tripping
I need me a-
I need me a-
I need me a pick me up
Jerry the name that my mama gave me
Joseph the name that my dad had
Whit was the name that was in the middle
Guess that both of them had just paved my path
Guess I’m a product that was of the past
Jay way to the Jay Roc
These the pet names that my name brought
Best way to my pained heart
Just to listen and to hear this shit
Even if the understanding is limited
If it wasn’t real, I wouldn’t have written it
Mind bout to blow and I feel like it’s thickening
All the love to everybody that’s picketing
Calling for justice
I wish that I wasn’t
Feeling this cause I’d be out in public, with all of my brothers and sisters
I’m sorry I’m missing
Cause I’m not present I’ll just make it my mission
To make sure these people gon listen
We ain’t say we matter more than yours
We not really tryna start a race war
Justice and peace and equality shouldn’t be things that we have to go build towards
Wanna walk with no side-eyes, or no clutched purses
I don’t want hearses
For, my brothers kill by y’all guys
The ones in the blue paid by my tithes
They be taking all of our lives
Just by killing and using the system
To take away fathers, and to taking our sisters
And by the way we need to protect our women
Whether they were born that way or just different
Whether they prefer their men or their women
We all just like siblings
I need me a pick me up
(Pick me up)
Things ain’t the same, I’m feeling the pain
I’m pissy drunk
Bugging outta my brain, step outta my lane
I’m tripping up
I feel like I’m slipping
(Slip!)
Nah am I just tripping
(Trip, Trip)
I need me a-
I need me a-
I need me a pick me up
(Pick me up)
Things ain’t the same, I'm feeling the pain
I’m pissy drunk
Bugging outta my brain, step outta my lane
I’m tripping up
I feel like I’m slipping
(Uh, pick me up)
I might just be tripping
I need me a-
I need me a-
I need me a pick me up
(I need me a pick me up)

I need me a pick me up
Things ain’t the same, I’m feeling the pain
I’m pissy drunk
Bugging outta my brain, step outta my lane
I’m tripping up
I feel like I’m slipping
Nah am I just tripping
I need me a-
I need me a-
I need me a pick me up
Things ain’t the same, I’m feeling the pain
I’m pissy drunk
Bugging outta my brain, step outta my lane
I’m tripping up
I feel like I’m slipping
I might just be tripping
I need me a-
I need me a-
I need me a pick me up
Jerry the name that my mama gave me
Joseph the name that my dad had
Whit was the name that was in the middle
Guess that both of them had just paved my path
Guess I’m a product that was of the past
Jay way to the Jay Roc
These the pet names that my name brought
Best way to my pained heart
Just to listen and to hear this shit
Even if the understanding is limited
If it wasn’t real, I wouldn’t have written it
Mind bout to blow and I feel like it’s thickening
All the love to everybody that’s picketing
Calling for justice
I wish that I wasn’t
Feeling this cause I’d be out in public, with all of my brothers and sisters
I’m sorry I’m missing
Cause I’m not present I’ll just make it my mission
To make sure these people gon listen
We ain’t say we matter more than yours
We not really tryna start a race war
Justice and peace and equality shouldn’t be things that we have to go build towards
Wanna walk with no side-eyes, or no clutched purses
I don’t want hearses
For, my brothers kill by y’all guys
The ones in the blue paid by my tithes
They be taking all of our lives
Just by killing and using the system
To take away fathers, and to taking our sisters
And by the way we need to protect our women
Whether they were born that way or just different
Whether they prefer their men or their women
We all just like siblings
I need me a pick me up
(Pick me up)
Things ain’t the same, I’m feeling the pain
I’m pissy drunk
Bugging outta my brain, step outta my lane
I’m tripping up
I feel like I’m slipping
(Slip!)
Nah am I just tripping
(Trip, Trip)
I need me a-
I need me a-
I need me a pick me up
(Pick me up)
Things ain’t the same, I'm feeling the pain
I’m pissy drunk
Bugging outta my brain, step outta my lane
I’m tripping up
I feel like I’m slipping
(Uh, pick me up)
I might just be tripping
I need me a-
I need me a-
I need me a pick me up
(I need me a pick me up)