Got my tank top top down, it probably ain't summer but I ride like that cause I'm hotter than the others.

I search but never find, hurt but never cry

I get money to kill time/ Dead clocks

Shoot you on the front porch and knock you to the back yard.

I'm all about 'I'/ Give the rest of the vowels back

My aim is just to make good music every single time.

I know it's an experience that I need to have if God's putting me through it.