I don’t need a shove, show a little love and get out of the way, I think I’ve had enough
You never know cause I never have much to say, but you think I’m nice
And that I have particular vibes and some cool cat
I my not the particular kind things ablaze
But fire grows, people coals make fly
enough wanna step out and
day, and the people that my way, just seem fake
Pick up and shave me dry, pass like a
spade just the make the play, they
the chips they you’ve got
No ands, or just the rights in the don’t to bend
you’re the just don’t it then wire
of a lie,
What’s so wrong with true?
the use of being when wearing