Blocked

Casok I think she blocked me on the Instagram I need to know What did I do? I guess I missed your plan Me, I'm just searchin' for that Truest shit, where is it, man? I'll never know Just wanted you to help me understand I need some closure because, truthfully I give a damn, i give a damn Plenty of fish in the sea, but see I ain't no fisherman See, I'm a middleman, a businessman And this means business, man Diggin' in the sand, lookin' for A reason, I'm not kiddin', man How am I gonna let all of this get to me? Been a few months since you texted me Shit, I'll just tell myself I'm a celebrity Ain't no way that you can mess with me (Casok) and in the big picture This shit doesn't matter But right now, it's feelin' like everything The more I talk about it, it just gets sadder I 'member thinkin' 'bout a wedding ring But now I'm thinkin' 'bout so many things What did I do to deserve it? This shit the most petty of petty things I'll stick with how nobody's perfect Like all of my life, I'll forget about it And all of the things that I'd said about it But why the fuck did I get blocked? I just cannot wrap my head around it yeah I think she blocked me on the Instagram I need to know What did I do? I guess I missed your plan Me, I'm just searchin' for that Truest shit, where is it, man? I'll never know Just wanted you to help me understand I need some closure because, truthfully I give a damn, i give a damn Plenty of fish in the sea, but see I ain't no fisherman See, I'm a middleman, a businessman And this means business, man Diggin' in the sand, lookin' for A reason, I'm not kiddin', man Hello, no one is available to take your call Please leave a message after the tone Beep Uh i guess There's just a couple things I wanted to say Spectacular speculations I'm havin' some reservations Imaginin' all the statements That's travellin' through these places Back in, then buy some passionate Trashin' of reputations That actually don't have facts, and Reality left them baseless I wish that we left them nameless Associate 'em with faces Make judgments from expectations And watch as their heads are shakin' These people want me to crumble And turn to some medication To fuck up my motivation And focus on education But I'm petty, petty, petty, petty That's all they really ever tell me So many times that you convince me of shit That I swear you could've won a Emmy I got a phone in my hand Like a note for the 'Gram And I'm thinkin' about holdin' your hand But you don't understand I think that love is either gold or a scam And you never really know 'til the end, like How all this began I've been comin' at this as a man Tryna figure out where I fit into the plan How does all the drama surround me? I hear 'em followin' loudly And I don't wanna hear about this shit again I guess that's the way it Goes when they stalk me And do anything to try and stop me I did nothing wrong, but that's how it goes When a basic bitch try to block me, yeah