where should I begin... the time i blow the pleasure it gets but I can't wait
for the end.

Then again yes I can, that's pepsie he drinking mixed with alittle of friends.

Speaking of friends where have you been? Well I've been growing up and your
road has just begun.

Memories heard better stores then this I've torn chapters of life just cause i know how it ends..
Picking the pages up and putting them back in the book, I tape your face and i glued my thoughts
there so i will learn and live.

I'm a king untangling the things that would make me just a prince, when you see this me and time became so intimate it blows me and it carries my generation but eternity will always birth this.