It's me Cosmas when u look at me u see stars shinning up high we're u can't even reach u where busy chilling while I ghat to make my chill trapping shit n music shit hit the nando like u the mayor We the kids with the fame mafia said waste ur tym on shit we ain't coming back people try to smile for you even if they hate u think they there for u no no lone walker need a lover rocking alone miss mapalo