Creeping in your dreams im see through
Art is the perfect piece i have seened in years
Working till my hands give out one switch turn off your lights
Working on the pipes water leaking down the pipes rain drops falling down
Nobody in this world is perfect but god
Soil in the ground watering the plants till there dry
Standing toilet paper holder in my in hands can't stand still right now
Flying through with the fastest planes making my dreams real
Time flying mins ticking
I have the earthquake shaking the ground apart
Shyt gets real by the day and night
I have your girl dancing to the beats i make for her sh** gets swallowed by the toilet paper holder
Yes sir im gold for life heart is soild hard to melt