
I write like I'm thirty seven
not seventeen, like I know that these dreams
are what happens in your mind too
like we connect like can string can
like like is more than like and we like that we know that
You are mine know that – your mind is like Cerebro to my skull
Leaving you is null – voided check – I direct-ly deposit my feelings
and you bank on it – these rivers tell many tales
but I will never lie to you – I put my life on the line
and these lines be the fine wine you view
who can get my attention – less than a few
but you make the cut without even running a drill
my heart jumps and my words spill
the blood pumps and your curves chill
I keep it straight – you not a chaser – still never left you behind
seek and you'll find my fingerprints on tinted windows
In shadows and mirrors after you've walked off
Inside the park home run you are
I run through forests and distances that are far
scars remain but that indicates that you are near
here.