walked around the block about a thousand times
busting out the raps and all my funky g rhymes
english speaking --[censored by request]--- just get in my way
hey mr. rogers what do you say?

oh nothing can stop me now
i'm feeling so down

looking out the window don't know what i see
everything looks different now but maybe it's me
i see a bunch of faces that just tear me apart
it's kind of like the feeling when i shop at |