text: Correct me if Im wrong
  Is this a rappin song?
  But I got tooken ticking
  I bail him over
  And well I choose to say
  A sun pack in my bag
  Im drinking all the sunshine, with tea
  And beds are messy
  And all my words
  Are shot up in your face
  Ill waste a few, Ill give a few
  And then, I spill softly
  I am puttin poetry into motion my addiction is overdosing from a natural high
  Supplyin the soul with that unmistakinable mystical magical feelin that your money cant buy
  Becomin a slave to the rhythm theres no way that you could stop me now Id like to see you try
  Because Im already long gone dont be scared for me baby just blow me a kiss good bye
  I cant believe youd rather stay behind then go beyond talk to me baby tell me why
  Society wont set ya free now follow me programmin your fear to fly
  But best believe Im a breathe and break ground before I die
  I know its live and let live but my love wont let me lie
  Make me wanna do...
  I go from hotel to the car
  And to the club and sing my song
  And hopefully I look and chat and,
  She looks pretty
  So my car is in
  Thats the reason I wasnt in
  My career will still come again, and,
  I hope you like us
  Take the white jam and the white lair,
  Like the glass whos business, the way they style their hair
  I like that crimp look, what they do with their bangs
  I like their pussies but I still like the fangs
  So stop, mm mmm taste those thighs
  I wanna eat it up with a side of mothafuckin fries
  Dunk it in gravy, think you wanna lay me,
  Cant stay away even if ya pay me.