Soprano: honey, but I feel they don’t have night yearning, I feel my life so real and good if only this would not misunderstood.

Rap: hangout way too dark like when the sun goes down yeah I’m shining, like when the sun comes up yeah I’m yawning, heedless trying bring me down I keep moving, on to the fonts go up, with the future just me, I am telling you be so unique no flow is a regular of flow like electric check through the wire, I need to stop jump a row cause I’m on fire, so don’t get it twisty man cause I’m lead foot when I’ve got a mike in my hand I most see this castle on this stand this side first is the man with the pencil why now I’m here writing balls on my phone I’m ideal I let a pen play per her own so I’m here writing balls to a ringtone on a balls we bet pips bombs still in the zone.