Sometimes I wish that I could just join a gang
'Cause life's only as precious as
Precarious
The streets are dangerous for sure
But the hood shows love
While all these well to do people i know
Are cold as fuck

My love's neon & permanent
My love's like graffiti paint
My love's a crime by morning light
So, my love always goes to waste

I like making rice
You like making calls and it makes no difference
If you show up drunk to my house and I act pissed off
It's just 'cause I'm a pouty bitch
Who constantly
Tells heself that me's the best
'Cause him is scared to death
So, when you're happy asking he
"Baby what's wrong?"
It's hard for him or I to admit