Plug this one check it on the mic



when I was young I never hurted anyone

making love was just for fun now those days are gone



yesterday was such a simple game we used to play

awe but then let's face it still gets easier today



got to relax in this here rhyme game without no shame

beauty to eye is in a hot beach with hot ******* in my reach



pulling up my Buick to get in the shade

sipping on no magic tonic just simple lemonade



let's get back to the basics and push on the door that's true

perhaps I have bitten off far more then I could chew



playing Spring Love with Stevie B on the radio

shopping for the latest trend for my favorite clothes



got an old Tupac Shakur tee shirt

beats alone with Fat Joe & What's Luv



a slice of a pie as I rise on the scene

I'm your friend the sonic machine



everyone believes in something but what

all this trash on t.v. makes me want to throw up



got to take back to the old school way

when family & friends used to bow the knee to pray



but today you say it ought not be that way

Fetty Wapp blowing up the scene



got cops with blue hats acting very mean

come Sunday everyone wants to be your friend



bet its safe to hold your breath & count to the number 10

De La Sol with Me, Myself & I



got to keep it real no cheap thrill in the back of my car

save your money for the honey that you meet at the bar