Tonight? We fight. What is it about her What is it about him? That jumbles feelings inside? So coarse, so queer What is it about her What is it about
about bandagin' shit up. You know what I'm sayin'? Ounces and, and, and ki's. Man, these motherfuckers ain't even pushin' powdered sugar out here man. These motherfuckers is
Some peoples sang, a few begged for change A young girl skipped a long with her hand glued to a candy cane I, however, walked with my back to it as usual
what's wrong With the world that we're living on It ain't who you know it ain't what you drive It's about how you feel about yourself On the inside when