well i aint sure but ive been told hes baking cakes inside our souls, stay awake took a nap got myself my bottles back im breakin them out in the street walkin round on my own bare feet, i do not need you to tell me that im not a cat, i cause a ride we caught some air hes never gonna cut his hair it takes more time to make a fake, we night swam down in the lake washed the dirt off our intension prattle on bout bad inventions
