Verse 1:
Correct me if I'm wrong
Is this a rappin' song?
But I got tooken' ticking
I bail him over
And well I choose to say
A sun pack in my bag
I'm drinking all the sunshine, with tea
And beds are messy
And all my words
Are shot up in your face
I'll waste a few, I'll give a few
And then, I spill softly

Verse 2:
I go from hotel to the car
And to the club and sing my song
And hopefully I look and chat and,
She looks pretty
So my car is in
That's the reason I wasn't in
My career (rl-rl-rl-rl) will still come again, and,
I hope you like us