Laced with syntax Rhyming gets me high Like ecstasy Tripping on the the x Factor, factoring equations Analyzing every outcome Call me dumb Not under the gun Having fun
Dial 9-1... Im the one living life Without strife You found God I found the bar I will steal your girl And buy you a bourbon Hast you learnt She hit on me Put a ring on it next time I’m not responsible for your heartbreak When I didn’t know I won’t call her *** though That’s low And bro Your lowest ebb has come Learn from this