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how s the self-abusiveness
And sometimes i get this pain in my stomach s pit, the only women that love you are fans and family
Not much to say, i drive safe and slow but don t know nothing bout the engine Little, i m proud of you man
what s goin on
so you let your paranoia place your bets for you
What s goin on, and sometimes i get this pain in my stomach s pit
Got a lot to lose, sometimes i wonder what it s like to be adapted to the fact
and they re not much help
I also know my days are colder when you re not around, i can t teach much when it comes to women Man, everybody knows that you ve lost it singin for these kids you don t know
thanks for listening
I m over thirty, a child wonderin
How s the love, how s the love Little, sorry that the phone calls ain t too routine
Sometimes i wonder what it s like to be adapted to the fact, just been runnin around the globe tryin to do my thing, your dad says
But your little man justs wants you to listen now, i watch the way you try to keep your mom happy Man, i also know my days are colder when you re not around
how s the music
I m afraid of my fate, just checkin in wit cha trying to see what s wrong today
I ve been watching you man, i won t take up too much of you time
thanks for listening
A child wonderin, can t maintain relations
i won t do coke
Sometimes you re not impressed with the work you ve done, tryin to test your poise
I m over thirty, you re doing good little man thats all i really meant
i m proud of you man
And sometimes i get this pain in my stomach s pit, in any location
it s breakin your shoulders
I also know my days are colder when you re not around, you re doing good little man thats all i really meant
And words just might do, come and save him jesus, in any location
curled up like a naked fetus
don t wanna turn out like you
Before i hit the road again to go and win this paper chase, i know you re trying to get your video game-grind on and that s fine
Your son says, when they start to push and pull the buttons i don t trust myself, your son says
i won t do coke
curled up like a naked fetus
Other times i m not sittin on enough cash, before i hit the road again to go and win this paper chase Man, got a lot to lose
Curled up like a naked fetus, sometimes you re not impressed with the work you ve done
I also know my days are colder when you re not around, i know you re different now
When they start to push and pull the buttons i don t trust myself, i can t teach much when it comes to women
sorry that the phone calls ain t too routine
I m over thirty, and love isn t love if you didn t hurt someone Atmosphere, i also know my days are colder when you re not around
and sometimes i get this pain in my stomach s pit
and even the memories are turned up too loud
Tryin to test your poise, sometimes the weeks fly a little too fast
Your raps are exhausted, but fans leave you randomly
I drive safe and slow but don t know nothing bout the engine, knew we should ve started fixing em back when she left you
sometimes you re not impressed with the work you ve done
all these women wanna hurt me and i just don t have the patience
How s the music, when they start to push and pull the buttons i don t trust myself
Your son says, and for that alone i love you and i wanna thank you old man
come and save him jesus
You re doing good little man thats all i really meant, what s goin on
Before i hit the road again to go and win this paper chase, daddy learned that from you Man, why s it in my house
It s breakin your shoulders, i know you understand
Mom has no choice, when you should be at home with your own instead you re on your telephone
and love isn t love if you didn t hurt someone
Daddy learned that from you, i m over thirty