| Song | Isolated Thoughts |
| Artist | M E |
| Album | Pride Kills |
| 作词 : Bob J. McNeil | |
| 作曲 : Bob J. McNeil | |
| My favorite nephew forgot my name | |
| He only one so he ain't the one to blame | |
| For four years and some change | |
| I been chasin dreams | |
| Crossin seas | |
| Missing the birth of my niece | |
| When I seen her/ she was scared to come to me | |
| It occurred to me | |
| She prolly smelling the women that be under me | |
| That troubled me | |
| I'm trying to make a name | |
| And they forgot mine | |
| At family functions | |
| Feeling like that random ***** on the side | |
| Mama told me I should pick up the phone | |
| Darling I tried | |
| But my persona got my ego high | |
| Blame my drive | |
| Pedal floored | |
| Wondering why | |
| I hit ignore when granny called to hear my voice | |
| And then she died | |
| Trapped inside is this feeling of resentment | |
| While my brother still in prison For committing | |
| A non violent crime | |
| And I'm chilling eating at Zagat restaurants | |
| Like I ain't got student loans | |
| I ain't been back south in so long | |
| It feels like I'm running from home | |
| I wrote a song about you yesterday | |
| I erased it | |
| I would've saved it | |
| But I was scared at what you might say if you came back to play it | |
| My homies been asking | |
| Like M what happened | |
| I start laughing and say we two different people | |
| But if life had a sequel | |
| It could be magic | |
| But I been feeling that I'm better off rapping | |
| Instead of starting a family | |
| That's why I'm taking on this chicks door | |
| Ready to **** with no remorse | |
| She knows the stakes | |
| I'm like a breeze | |
| I ain't here to stay | |
| Like a breeze | |
| As soon as she feels me I leave | |
| In a hurry worried | |
| If similar words found the ears of my niece | |
| She fifteen and she craves Attention | |
| I wonder if she taking notes on how I'm treating womeN | |
| For a minute I'm stuck | |
| But the softest touch | |
| Rubs my neck | |
| and Instead of | |
| fallin in love | |
| I just get ready to **** | |
| It's my isolated thoughts | |
| And my dreams | |
| I wanna change the world but I don't know what that means | |
| So I succumb to the breaks | |
| *****, money and weed | |
| If you ask me what it's goin take | |
| I'll tell you what I don't need | |
| X2 |
| zuò cí : Bob J. McNeil | |
| zuò qǔ : Bob J. McNeil | |
| My favorite nephew forgot my name | |
| He only one so he ain' t the one to blame | |
| For four years and some change | |
| I been chasin dreams | |
| Crossin seas | |
| Missing the birth of my niece | |
| When I seen her she was scared to come to me | |
| It occurred to me | |
| She prolly smelling the women that be under me | |
| That troubled me | |
| I' m trying to make a name | |
| And they forgot mine | |
| At family functions | |
| Feeling like that random on the side | |
| Mama told me I should pick up the phone | |
| Darling I tried | |
| But my persona got my ego high | |
| Blame my drive | |
| Pedal floored | |
| Wondering why | |
| I hit ignore when granny called to hear my voice | |
| And then she died | |
| Trapped inside is this feeling of resentment | |
| While my brother still in prison For committing | |
| A non violent crime | |
| And I' m chilling eating at Zagat restaurants | |
| Like I ain' t got student loans | |
| I ain' t been back south in so long | |
| It feels like I' m running from home | |
| I wrote a song about you yesterday | |
| I erased it | |
| I would' ve saved it | |
| But I was scared at what you might say if you came back to play it | |
| My homies been asking | |
| Like M what happened | |
| I start laughing and say we two different people | |
| But if life had a sequel | |
| It could be magic | |
| But I been feeling that I' m better off rapping | |
| Instead of starting a family | |
| That' s why I' m taking on this chicks door | |
| Ready to with no remorse | |
| She knows the stakes | |
| I' m like a breeze | |
| I ain' t here to stay | |
| Like a breeze | |
| As soon as she feels me I leave | |
| In a hurry worried | |
| If similar words found the ears of my niece | |
| She fifteen and she craves Attention | |
| I wonder if she taking notes on how I' m treating womeN | |
| For a minute I' m stuck | |
| But the softest touch | |
| Rubs my neck | |
| and Instead of | |
| fallin in love | |
| I just get ready to | |
| It' s my isolated thoughts | |
| And my dreams | |
| I wanna change the world but I don' t know what that means | |
| So I succumb to the breaks | |
| , money and weed | |
| If you ask me what it' s goin take | |
| I' ll tell you what I don' t need | |
| X2 |