Morgan you're wrong
You were always strong
Much stronger than I could've been

You lost your shirt
In the train and hid
Someone with a 20 ounce of [?]

You got arrested

I stumbled home
With three lokos
And I tried to beat those feelings down

The devil came home
And said boy go back to sleep

Can I hate him now
Can I hate him now
Can I hate him now
Can I hate him now
Motherfucker
Put his hands on you
Motherfucker
Put his hands on you
Motherfucker
Put his hands on you
Holy shit it escalated quickly