Blank

One, two, three, four

Jem, Scout, come on in

Yea, yea

Listen here, I felt this last year

Don't know if I'ma last here

I turned the mast, I flipped the raft, and then I crashed here, yea

With a hundred on the dash, burning when I pass, turn 'em into ash

I done seen it fast, life gone by me in a flash

I don't think it back, I just put it in the past

I don't care for cash, I just put it in my grasp

I don't wanna ask, who I'm seeing in the glass (is that you?)