Everybody's got opinions on the way you're livin', But see, they can't fill your shoes.
Everyone has an addiction, mine happens to be you.
Now, my oral illustration be like clitoral stimulation to the female gender Ain't nothin' better Let me know when it's wet enough to enter
Hip-hop don't have no fresh energy, none at all. It's money driven, everybody tryin' to make that cheque, nobody putting art in their albums any more.
