"Believe me it's nothing like the slush they give you in the movies"
He's a Producer?
"Well I don't know Bob"
"That's right you don't know"
"Maybe you would understand better if"
"Say I've got an idea"
"How'd you like to double date with me and Gene tomorrow night?"
"Why sure Bob that would be swell"
"Sure you wouldn't mind?"
"Not if you let me get some sleep now"
"Goodnight"
"Goodnight"
I was never all that good at writing love songs
Shit I guess thats due to where I got my love from
What you on tonight I'm tired of having these gloves on
Going down a lane of pride sliding down the boulevard
Scar bracing with you on my mind girl you aint ever far
Heart hesitating, thats the way its always been my fault
I did the waltz with lucy, loosely lose these words to vaults
I catapult them for they leave my lips shit fore they hit your heart
Again, what you on tonight?
My sight slightly brighter than before I know despite
The things that I said, steady weilding my lil sword in fright
I'm still cutting down the loose end with all my might
I got this sick condition where I'm think always right, you're right
Aight, "so lets go take a walk" is what I should've said
I let my ego win that battle, it didnt end up well
Well I guess time gon tell
Until then I guess im on my own
The seeds watered by the flows I'm know to shown I'm grow-in
It's deep waters that I'm on it's either sink or float
I chose to never find out on whats residing below
Soul soaking in my sins, still sitting like I'm gold
Boldly holding onto to what I want thats what I know
It's cold and when you let it go It froze its what I chose
Toe to toe I stood my own I guess that goes to show
That you ain't ever lack the words absurdly still I'm on a road lonely is the walk I'm psss
"Guess what mother Jack and I are going on a double date with Jacks brother Bob and his girlfriend"
Quick to say I'm sorry, but obviously not quick enough
Sick of the predicaments Im in, I'm just not sick enough
My finish like KI2 Uno shit is tough
I'm a maverick when it gets to us
My trust be lacking it's bad habits navigate the fuss
Leave it in the dust, it's just disgusting how it gets with us
The rush is different sometimes I'm tight the type to hold it and go forget the mission
I'm switchin from the superstitions senching on the visions
Playing ignant itching to them blessings with all hands in
What's your decision?