Talking About Me

Born for it, I make a sport. I bust streets, the realest boy. Now move along to the real belong, and I'll Follow at your call. Bet you got it so chill with me, and This leaves so much chivalry. This ain't about a yo-stand-up emo, this youth in A south wind blow. Find a rap, it's still A rap. Don't just get in the poor man. You plan to join, you plan to drown. But you're now sure gonna know big you down. Count my way, I'm only child. The plane that fly is in your house. The plane gets loud when it's down. We go about way north and south. Can't you go be in love with your crazy Life? And if you must, burning near. You can grab that thing, you get it near Me. And if you must, don't lean on me. Shift your light, mess with mine. Love is fair, but I'm pissed and trying. What's the thought? Leave me crushed. Leave me bold and you've been saved. Mommy trades more than forty. No, no peace 'til my roots me. Lust a yacht without sea, scorched. So blaze this sea, it's cosmic. This is not your nuts, move and notice. They see the heart, but I fought it. Tell the hell you're not being honest. Gonna drown in love, but that's harvest. Get loud when it's calm and stunning. So let me shoot, blame it early. My soul, my style is canned. And I pour my style against chance. They're trying to read my mouth, they're trying to And all that means they know not me. You push the lever, keys are grabbing that means They know not me. Trying To read your mind, but you're not living. And everything they know, not me. This Is my Exchange and Not leaving. And that they know not