Just got off work. It’s raining, pretty cloudy. About to go bizirric Unless I blow some loudie.
If the sun had a brain And decided to go get some tea Would he know that Would be the end of me?
One An individual Totally unique One Earth
What is skin? Does it hold the soul in? So we can be forgiven? Yeah, race doesn’t matter. Oh it does?!
My mind has three sections Front Middle And Back And Back is important
Love is hard and makes us weak... So why is it so important for us t…
I think outside the box Because I’m off the equinox I can walk and talk But I’m not a paradox Because I got the lock
The grass is green and overgrown The sound machine is Out of tone It’s hard in this world Alone
Northerns saaaaay so-duh pop! Southerners saaaaay Damn! It’s hot!
My vernacular is Far from spectacular. In my arrangement I’ll never change it. But I’m always after her,
As I lay dying I can’t help but say I might beat this I may
Back in the day Before I knew The way I would have gotten mad At what you
I punched a wall Then a built a house. I stepped on an ant. Then I saved a mouse. I cussed at my love
Her words are so simple Her eyes are so sweet Her presence makes me tingle From my head to my feet Her hair is nice
Can we grasp a feeling Thrown so carelessly? As we take our seats Beneath the thinking tree. Looking at it all
