Buzz So Big I Could Probably Sell

I Really Think You Stare At Yourself And You See Things.

I Do A Lot Of Things Hopin I Never Had To Fit In, So Tryin To Keep Up With My Progress Is Like A Dead End.

She Spilled Whiskey On Her Shirt, She Gon Have To Get It Cleaned. She Been Going Way To Hard, Someone Has To Intervene.

I've Asked About You And They Told Me Things But My Mind Didn't Change And I Still Feel The Same.

Like A Sprained Ankle Boy I Aint Nothin To Play Wit