trippy trippy trippy yea its always in my mind all the times that i failed to understand why every situation always gets better over time wish i could rewind and go back in time to the days where everything was better felt that life was more amazing felt as light as a feather and the people who are with me only ride through the ghetto no stilettos cuando pase por el rumbo saves que soy mero mero mama raised no fool and got my skin made of leather