Steal My Thunder

You try to steal my thunder

You cling to drag me under

You suffocate with thick fog

Then smile and ring my number

 

You’re there for my support

Need nothing of the sort

You pull me down to hold me up

Then act like I was caught

 

You love to think there’s something wrong

You love to point it out

You love to think you came along

and eased away the doubt

 

you didn’t

I’m good

Not misunderstood

Not lonely

Not lost

I’m rolling

No moss

I’m chillin

I’m live

You’re killing

My vibe

I’m not gonna choke

I’m vodka

I’m Coke

As long as you hope

I can’t

I’ll cope

With me on my side