"Lu Myself" lyrics - LUPE FIASCO

Lu Myself,
First of all accuse myself, for bein a fool...
All attempts to school myself have failed
To improve means to remove myself
From this pool of sharks dark as the mood I felt...
I'm loosin fuel, it's all the food I refused myself
That's how you do (how we do) when you do yourself
And if I lose, I can never excuse myself
Till I grow old, sit back and accrued my wealth...
You don't stand a chance,
Matter fact, u don't have half the stance (nope) to stand if you stood half a chance
Like C-H-A, to dance wit this man from the C-H-A's
Give it up, just abandon plans
Since you don't have half the stance like an amputee,
U don't have half the pants that it takes to command a family, a fan, or command a fee...
So you will never get the ransom you demand from me!
The goodnews' my foot's loose, my hands are free,
So I dance all foot-loose and fancy free...
Big ups to Footloose and all the fans of me,
My fanbase spans from Vans to Timberlands, from
Mansions to section 8 campers, B...
I'm they chamion n I ain't even sound standard, see
I been lamping,
Whipping up an answer to these rappers, who got it backwards like they zippin up they pants to pee!
Like I'm just a rapper, n I ain't dapper... I'm frequently fly, I can go to France for free!
N I ain't no fan 'n' base, cookin up grahams of seed, weighin they wet, stretchin they O's like rubber bands, to feed! (Whoo!)
Like I was white boy, 100 grand a key
What I'm supposed to do with this little chump-ass, punk cash advance that they handed me[?]
I came back wit birds like Brandon Lee.
I came back wit words and stanzas, G!
Told ya! Write back, like Stan
N imma stand till it answers me!
I'm concentratin man, that's y imma oscillatin fan (no, no) when they wanna shake hands wit me!
It sucks right now! when you hear it, ya spirit just dampens, B...
Like, damn, I thought that's my man, what the hell happened to he?!
His fan base is disbandin, B, 'cause his lyrics don't mirror when he first landed, see!
So give it to this lamb to please, so help me G-d imma kill it, that's my word
Remove this blind fold, just
Give us a chance to see!
N imma quit it the minute it abandons me!
My plan's to be
Here for a minute then I'm finished, I'm vamping, G
Most of these cats is pussies, pearl-tongues, oysters 'n' clams to me! Flinstone money!
Can't even stand bein in they glances, jeez!
They say its lookin' good, but from my vantage, B
Shit is sinkin like Atlantis be!
I'm more set than Atlantis... (whispering/mumbling)
Y'all not understanding me[?]
Am I speaking Spanish, B[?]!
Well adios, homes! I look like a sloppy joe? (yeah) what am I, a Manwich, b?!
I gotta Big Mac, if you wanna sandwich, G!
Who else you know keep the McD tucked wit the Windy on his shoulder...? I told ya...
Give it up dog, it's over..."