Yes I make mistakes that I don't ever make excuses for
Wrong way down a one-way, women don't get saved 'round me even on a Sunday.
I really think you stare at yourself and you see things.
Drug dealers live vicariously through me
Yesterday when we were getting high, you were invited. You woulda liked it.
When raindrops hit the tin roof it's crazy. That's a metaphor, did I lose you baby?