The kid who absorbs anything Telling his stories in his head If I got nothing to do
I got nothing to lose
I’m a child spleen lookin' for a friend
I was in love with the perfect girl in high school Nice
Cool
A beauty made of moods
A booty making moves But a boy was too good Ugly
Not hood
Nodding good
When she wasted me like her fucking food, fucking food Oh
Obsession was a ball, that I shot
Every time I saw a girl
Imma faint, imma fall
In the rhythm
I let my flower grow in her blossom
You was more than my Eve
And I’m more than your Adam
I’m quitting nada
Absorbing hella quesadillas
But my belly ain’t a problem
If I got depression just to solve ‘em
(But you’re just a kid !)
Something is sleeping inside me and I should call it
The kid who absorbs anything
Telling his stories in his head If I got nothing to do
I got nothing to lose
I’m child spleen lookin’ for a friend The kid who absorbs anything Love was nothing but a trend
If I got nothing to use
I got something to lose
I saw you, lookin’ for my hand
You were my soldier
But you never been my toy
Sure I been playing this foolish game Fuck it, I lost you baby boy
Now I’m down on my knees
Praying God to heal me
Please come back to me
Please come back to me
And it’s over
And I’m not sober And I was so bad And it’s over
And I’m not sober And I was sobbing And it’s over
And I’m not sober And I was so bad And it’s over
And I’m not sober And I was sobbing
And we accept our past
Good things could last
It’s not irrational
Now the rules have changed
I’m happy and you should know it
From the Pm, to the Am I spent a millenium Waiting for a chat
Shut the fuck up
You want a B under a beam You want your love scene Just like in the movies Being rich
From your soul, to your wallet Now you’re matching
With the passion
With the projects
With the fashion
And the causes
Oh grace, it was acid
Oh Grace, now its Cupid
Ain’t no prices for the feeling
Ain’t no time when she around me
Ain’t no rhymes will send me down cuz all my caprices are sunny She my vitamins
Supreme kisses
Tolerance, confidence
It’s sonorous
Look at what you missing, like your common sense
(The kids been stuffed with emotions)
We won’t absorb anything, but give it, no abortion..
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