i cant stay away

Started slow dancing saw me on the street getting jiggy on the corner creek

Diddy bopping for that 40 piece

I started jiving for the white folks dying for the cutthroat bottom line

His type complexion might wipe hope clean

So how you crying over spilled milk in the sunshine

Sorta shine brighter when it's lighter

So how i stick out like a sore thumb

Remember scraping up the crumbs

I saw fate in the last warm summer

That's that fire in the stomach that could take structure

The fighter and the lover cutting hearts into fake covers cutting faces out of pictures he made of her