ME, MYSELF & I [Intro] Yeah… I’m picking the parts. I’m picking the strange. If you see what I pick— you know I’m deranged. Ha. [Verse 1] I’m picking the parts, I’m picking the strange, If you see what I pick, you know I’m deranged. Seasons come, seasons go, I remain the same, I don’t fuck with you? Shit, you got yourself to blame. Money bring options, but it can’t buy class, Put a fool in a mansion, still a fool in the glass. I could polish up a turd, put a bow on the ass, Still smell like bullshit when the moment pass. I just wanna get out my head, escape the pain, Got thoughts doing laps like they racing on a train. If she got me feeling good, I ain’t thinking ‘bout the shame, I don’t need a walking cane— I need a damn escape plane. [Hook] Me, myself, and I—what a terrible team, One wants the money, one wants the dream. One wants the woman, one wants the scheme, And all three motherfuckers answer to me. Me, myself, and I, We don’t see eye to eye. I need you more than I need me— That’s a beautiful lie. [Verse 2] I’m a gentleman—depending on the weather, Got a black heart wrapped in Italian leather. She asked, “Can you change?” I said, “Baby, for better?” Then I laughed so hard I damn near pulled a muscle. I don’t chase love, I let love chase me, Then I hide in the bushes if it gets too deep. Got commitment issues with a master’s degree, And a PhD in “Don’t Put That Shit On Me.” I keep receipts on people I don’t even trust, Read between the lines ‘til the paper turn dust. Everybody want loyalty until loyalty costs, Then suddenly everybody got a cousin who’s a boss. I’m selfish, I’m charming, I’m probably a mess, I can turn a red flag into a fucking address. She said, “You ain’t shit.” I said, “Baby, that’s progress— At least now you know exactly what you ordered for breakfast.” [Hook] Me, myself, and I—what a terrible team, One wants the money, one wants the dream. One wants the woman, one wants the scheme. And all three motherfuckers answer to me. Me, myself, and I, Still arguing every night. I need you more than I need me— But please don’t forget to please me right. [Bridge] I got a conscience somewhere, I just don’t know where I parked it. Probably left it with my heart— Somebody probably stole both. I’m not crazy… I’m selectively reasonable. There’s a difference. [Final Verse] I’m picking the parts, I’m picking the strange, You call it fucked up, I call it range. Everybody wants normal—normal sounds lame, I’d rather be the villain with a memorable name. Seasons come, seasons go, Still colder than the winter coat. If I love you, that’s dangerous, ‘Cause I don’t know how to do it halfway— I either build you a throne or turn the whole kingdom into smoke. Money can’t fix me, fame can’t save me, Sex can’t numb me, liquor can’t tame me. I laugh at my demons like, “Bitch, you ain’t scary.” Then lock every door when they start getting friendly. [Outro] Me. Myself. And I. Three bad decisions wearing one man’s face. I’m picking the strange… What’d you expect? A normal motherfucker?
