Cause I Am Not A Word, I

He Cold, He Dope, He Might Sell Coke He Always In The Air But He Never Fly Coach

Register My Money, For The Money Gymnastic. Cause I Make It Flip Now They Be Lookin All Nasty.

Strange How Someone You Once Loved Can Become Just Another Person You Once Knew.

When I Was Younger I Didn't Have Much Financially, Like We Couldn't Afford A Lot Of Stuff And I Remember Seeing Little Girls' Rooms On Tv And They'd All Be Pink. I Didn't Have My Own Room, I Shared With My Brother, So I Would Have This Daydream And Imagine That One Day I Could Have My Own Room And It Would All Be Pink, Like Cinderella's.

Dear God, I Am Only What You Made Me And I Appreciate Everything That You Gave Me, But Like, I Don't Want To Do It Any More, Sort Of Lost Sight Of What I'm Doing It For.