I can tell that you been crying all night, drinking all summer, praying for your happiness, hope that you recover
I've seen it all before. Now that it's over I shoulda known better than to think this was real and you could be mine.
I just want some head in a comfortable bed.
I get it I live it to me there's nothin realer
Man all of your flows bore me, paint drying.
Pastor Kerney Thomas to these hoes.. miwacles.