Rojo Hat

When you wake up do you feel your cells divide?

I want to feel love like a mother, feel air like I climbed from the sea

Don't be upset, you don't belong in that club anyway

Just give up your seat to someone in need

Why do I even give a fuck? Why search for humility?

You know I've gotta be the fakest mother fucker that you'll ever meet

Flexin floral shirts and rojo hats, I still get weak in the knees

Any time I think of that silhouette next to me

I'm not trying to nudge my way through the gates

No, I already know the truth. We've arrived