Tekst piosenki
[Verse]
I misinterpreted niceness
Nights like these it’s lifeless
Looking for someone who can see how fun life was
I cry mother
Wolf is too obvious
Try not to be conspicuous
I’d rather be oblivious than know what my conscience thinks of me
Regret I see
Regretfully I reserve the right to misery
Cause Stephen King ain’t got shit on me
But that is my history
My future’s shrouded in mystery
Second time around I Won’t miss, you see
Ga!!
See I’m…
Snapback
My killers are visionary
Training on bitches not stationary
So pencil me in for my next visit
With a shrink cause My head’s exquisite
Growing larger than any peach James could have envisioned
And she has a ruler defying body that wishes
Couldn’t grant in an instant… Replay
Might need to call you and revisit the past
Back to the future at last
Like a Blast from the past
So Baby
Let’s go get our cook on
Cause I Rap like a 9 foot apron
And I Play my shit on your bitch phone
And you Sing my song when it’s on
I know…
That you really just want to
Play games and Put this shit behind us
Go Cray so self-reliant
Simple Simon signing autographs to all those who provided
Truth to your misguided, misused and undivided attentional mindset
But Elaboration’s required
Damn she feeling so tired. Screeching past, A riot, This baby wanna pilot my mind in to a fire, And hope that she’s reminded of how motherfucking reliant
I can be, So You See, Maybe, I will be the thing we need
Ga!!
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