This is a song about "Bridge"

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

(bridge): i can feel the changes

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Clean ya own mess, then cross the bridge as we progress

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

*original miguel bridge* -female singer

I know we jumped of a bridge, and now billy ain't here,

And i'm about to fill y'all in on the real

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

Cinderblocks tied up around your waist nearest bridge three miles away

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

Kismet hadn't finished its trip, one relinquished his bridge to the gutters

I ripped him up and buried his torso under a bridge

Is the chick ain't even have brains, dummy like a bitch

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

I’m in the air and can’t reach the bridge, before i land imma give ma last words