See I don't wanna live forever, forever alone,
I don't wanna sleep forever, forever alone,
Should I make this my last call?
Leave this, no sense at all,
I want you so bad I'd lie to get you,
I'd steal and rent for you,
But let's be honest,
I could never afford that crazy expensive taste you grope,
Or that wack decked out ride with lambo doors,
I doubt I could ever make sense,
Since all I say is nonsense,
But if you had any cents,
I'd be a dime closer,
As close as I can be to this dime,
Wine saucy, whiskey faucet,
Fill me up till I say,
All that stupid sh*t that make her go crazy,
Like your p*ssy taste like Skittles,
Or them lips be burning with passionate gloss,
Ok maybe that's not the type of stuff most girls wanna hear,
But when you got a whole bottle down hell everything you think of sounds like a dope wizards ideas,
Or a witches pitches,
I doubt I'm on track with that title of this verse,
But all I'm trying to say,
Is I can't stand these four walls surrounding me,
Without them I'd be alone,
I still am...
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