In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because
These thoughts are just that, they're just thoughts
Summertime in the city
Thoughts of immortality
I talk to myself in the dark
Alot of niggas fake who go to hard
I let you know you dealing with dogs
I'm lost in my inner thoughts,
In my drawsring, ring, ring
The thoughts overheating
I'd rather have me no job than no heart
Shot in the dark, shot in the dark
Its all that's consumed my thoughts,
I put these poems all in these songs
Two for ten, after dark
See, and now life seem hard
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