[Hook]
[Verse 1]
Last year i wrote you a letter up to the locker
And you thought i'd be loving you, b**h shut the f** up
Somewhat you think that sh**'s actually true
Then you stupid bo! what now? i'm sorry
But bo i wanna beat your face blue too!
What can i do to get through the day without imagine us two!
Man i lay waste to the lines that i live up to
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Call up my phone, ask what i'm doing
Nothing just all alone in my little home
Thinking about my next own
And thinking about holding a microphone
But i know that crap has flown
I act as a maniac such as a psycho
Maybe i'm just a egomaniac but as crazy i am
I'm just a maestro puffing hydro
Huffing alot when i run in the same damn cycle
Roughing through bunch of songs and all of 'em be lame