str8

lifes lik a maize i im ok jus goin thru sum thangs through a phase trying to change my ways going through the days lik its a fukn race wish i could erase all of the fakes all up in my way no turning back aint gone knock me of pace ima stay str8 str8 on a wave call me barricuda she fine as hell but it smell lik tuna got a wiff of dat shit had to manuever got dat loud hit da hookah im the bomb jus lik a bazooka devils a lie hallelujah never thought that id loser im in pain she a abuser fuck it remover rollin in a cruiser got dat sack ima mover need sum sales wheres a user making moves ima producer kish my cologne this my theme song smoking murdering my lungs trying to change my wrongs this is wherr im from i be in the slums i got to change for the better out in this cold should of grabbed a sweater its jus hard wen u need sum chedder if i fall on my face ima need a stretcher but im str8 forever