stuck in a box

Yeah dry wood makes good fire And you know it’s true Plus she 5 foot 9 putting on a sundress But I know I never meant to make you fall But no, I promising you that I will make it up and give it all Yeah, smack that every single day. Yes, I being your friend. But my memory damage Going rampage Yes, I know you hate me Yeah, it’s not my fault but I’m stuck in a box And I’m going to a time Kids making jump ropes Don’t push me because I’m too close to the edge Try not to lose my head It’s like a jungle Sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep from going under