the ones you showin love to might bust Seekin as a cancer, my man got shot by Haitians or Jamaicans ? wit confrontations and school my mind's racin I pride these sensations
me, let me be your destiny Cause you've got the key, to my heart We'll never part you can start this love Once again don't let our love slip away come
In a way, it makes sense as dense images fade And I take time to forget the finer things in life Despite not understanding this numbing sensation I'll
stage It's on me when my rhymes broke down yesterday I'm saying it's on you to accept reasoning way It's on you includes those who love to lay the blame