This is a song about "Bicthes and thoughts"

These thoughts are just that, they're just thoughts

But it's still cool just to dream man because

I wish i could put my thoughts in your head and make you see

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Everybody put three fingers in the air

About my feelings, and my thoughts, they just stare

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

I here your thoughts and my hearts hot like a burning cross.

Thoughts of having babies and living together till we're eighty

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

Leave these thoughts to me, myself and i

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

I hold the pen and vent my thoughts, release, all i need's a line,

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

I'm cut and im bleeding currupt thoughts i defeated