you can be my bonny i can be your clyde. im riding for you . got ur back toll the day i die. cuz babby i fuck with youu ohh ohh i do baby i fuck with you oohh i dooo iii doooo i do love you yes i do babby i know i hold it in but u still make me . feel a speacial when we togather latley . been distant its whatever im still here baby . aint the same anymore been alone pen and paper trynna turn words to gold . i find out u still with that somebody we know both know aint treating u right and u to close to go it aint sitting right but i cant mix with drama so .i fill myself with drugs in me .arm is a hole case u dont know thats where most the money goes. live fast die young while we togather so ur my bonny im your clyde lets ride or die hoe