i'm so happy i cry
fantastic negrito
i turned to the king and how i could find
i used to spend and snip my mind
searching for that friend of mine
caught the devil in disguise
sealed deep dishure in her pie
all the things that made me high
make me sit and wonder why
sad song of the worst song
just to feel a little more than before or after
twinkle like a owl that strictly wanted to settle
i shoulda warm them up but i was willing to settle
now i'm hot like crack pot simming up the ghetto
poppers in my feelings like i'm malcolm in the middle
today we wake until another morning sun
today we wake until another morning sun