This is a song about "Lord your got the smile that s eached in my mind you ve got the strength to make me perfect in satisfied"

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Got my hands on the wheel why your wrapped in chains

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

Give me strength, i pray to god, i swear that i still miss the lord,

You may have got all the smarts in your brain

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

In the relationship,but your body perfect , you really worth it

We' ve got opportunities to create

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

Lord, give me strength, release the demons inside,

For now everything just seem so right

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I got that scrap of crap on the map to wrap and strap you in a trap