Slide thru your hood
Way back when we all good (We good yeah!)
I said I could
Kick down the door just like I should
Falling up as a kid
Missing thin
Off the side of the bed
Shell Silverstein and pens
Read a lot
Cause the words my friend
Blank spaces and faces
Letters riddled all within
Expression to the extent
Bring the challenge so I win
On the side of the back of your mind
I mean
Correction past the blocks
Sargent, general, chief
Gotta balance out my wrongs
Trying to bonafide the strife
I've been peeking at those curves
Young goddess got me weak
Not to mention about the shadiest sight
I cant
Even with the shit
Side frowns on the cheap
I'm a freak in the sheets
Can i admit that on the beat?
Slide thru your hood
Way back when we all good
I said I could
Kick down the door just like I should