Solo Reprise

Tom : Cm
Abmaj7 G7
So low that I can see under the skirt of an ant
Cm
So low that I don't get high no more
Cm7
When I Geronimo, I just go, "Heh"
Fm7
Solo, my cup is a rojo, my cholo, my friend
Cm7
So low that I can admit
Bb F
When I hear that another kid is shot by the popo
Cm7
It ain't an event no more
Gm
So low that no more high horses, so hard to wear Polo
Bb
When I do, I cut the pony off
Bb Ab
Now there's a hole where there once was a logo, how fitting
Ab
So low that I can give a fuck about what is trending
Tryna cut down on my spending
Regardless of winning, instead of pretending
Cm7
And bending over backwards
Cm7
Over half of these hoes had work done
Cm7
Sayin' they want something real from a man
Cm7
Just saying it, we being real persons
Cm7
I hate that it's like this, I feel for you, ant
Cm7
I don't know what it's like with a skirt on
Cm7
So pardon me if I am being insensitive
Cm7
But darling, this only worsens
Gm Cm
So low my halo stay way low, it feels like it's bent
Gm
So low that when they throw pussy or pesos
Cm
Don't pay no attention to it
Gm
So low that I am no rookie, but feel like a kid
Bb
Lookin' at the other kids
Bb
With astonishment while I'm on punishment
Bb
Watchin' the summer come close to an end
Fm7 Cm7
After twenty years in, I'm so naive I was under the im-
Fm7
'Pression that everyone wrote they own verses
Eb
It's comin' back different and, yeah, that shit hurts me
Cm
I'm hummin' and whistlin' to those not deserving
Eb Bb
I've stumbled and lived every word, was I working just way too hard?