Magic

What's life without the magic?

Look at the streets, the state is tragic

Why am I acting so dramatic?

On the concrete you passing, every leaf you asking wants a different state of action

Don't know how long it's lasting, light a J and pass it, I be living in great attraction

Talk to me (Boy you trippin')

(Checks, checks, checks)

When I tell you what is on my mind, could you do me a lil favor and start acting like you don't mind

Cause that shit got me feeling sick and tired of it

All the god damn feelings, all the feelings you don't hide (You don't hide)

I really thought it might just end up different, putting worthless shit aside but looks like I ain't thinking right