Golden rubbers in these denim pockets
On my waist, there’s a black Glock
New girl moved on the block
She been plottin’ on my brown cock
Last night I slept over hers, during sex, I overheard
A sword sliced the air, I pulled out the na-na
Rolled off the bed, then shot back, pow-pow
Blood on the sheets, probably spillin’ from my gash
Looked out the glass, seen you sprintin’ on the grass
A real ninja with the blade and the mask
Got them gold ninja stars and red Supreme nunchuks
Now she tryna patch me up, but
Girl, I was just tryna get a nut bust
If that’s your ex, you should probably own a pistol
But I’m guessin’ it’s wiser to exit with dude
Now I’d like to take this time of day to thank the Mother Earth
Letting the sun shine down on the lake while I fish the waters
Ooh, hide your daughters, hide your sisters, hell hide grandmama too
Cause the fisherman’s raping everybody in the pool, he on the loose, yeah
Could this be Earth? Could this be light?
Does this mean everything, is going to be alright?
When I look out my window there’s trees talking like people
I’ve dreamt of storms, I’ve dreamt of sound
I’ve dreamt of gravity, keeping us around
I’ve slept in the darkness, it was lonely, and there was silence
What is this love? I don’t feel the same
Don’t believe what this is, could be given a name
I woke, you were there, tracing planets on my forehead
But I forget 23 like I forget 17
And I forget my first love, like you forget a daydream
And what if all my wild friends, and the times I’ve had with them
Will all fade to grey soon, on the TV station
Snow so white, moon so bright
They’re on a playground making canines fight
Ain’t no place for my kids to go
No baby, no baby, don’t touch that
Could you please be still? (Baby, STOP)
No baby, you can’t have that, until you eat your dinner
Guess I gotta treat you like a baby girl
You’re the cutest, you’re the cutest thing oh oh
But you can’t always get your way, like a baby girl
I wanna keep that smile on your face, all for it
But it ain’t easy, you won’t make it easy
I’ll stack these magazines in the corner
After I’m done with them
And I still got the same hope that I started with
That you’ll be in one of them
My camera shed some tears since you left him
With nothing, with nothing
I got a question I wanna ask my momma
But shes been gone for some years now
I need the answers I want to ask my friends
But they’re to cool to be honest
And she’s gone take it the wrong way if I question her
It just might break her heart man
I can’t ask my girl
Maybe I should just be clear
It sucks not having you here
There ain’t a better way to say
Other than how I just said it, clear, clear, clear, clear
Like a bottle of Evian, you can see through me
My ego ain’t here
Yeah
I’m hitch hiking love
Could you take me to the hills
I’m not heavy no, I promise
I heard you could fly, could you try..
I’m humming to the song playing in my head when I first met you
And I’m looking through the pictures in the shoebox under my bed
And I swear, every conversation that I have
Someone brings up your name, just this one day I don’t know
Maybe if I board a plane, I could be at the sunrise
Better yet grab a hammer and start breaking the clocks (those damn clocks)
No, I don’t wanna think about him
I don’t wanna dream about him
I don’t wanna talk about him
I don’t wanna call him
This day doesn’t even exist
I keep praying that it won’t exist no more
