(Intro + Chorus)
Please don't go I want my shoes
And you have borrowed them
The moment you trip over the laces
And I can't see the logo

Even if I could I'd be upset
With my shoes not by the wall
It reminds me of a Nike bag
My Nike bag. (x2)

(Verse 1)
Dear Morgan
It’s been 3 weeks since you left
And I’ve been getting salty over every unread text

You said you’d leave my shoes by my door a week ago
But I’ve been looking every minute I don’t see them bro

If you needed a pair to keep i could give you my adidas
But not the Air Force 1s that I got in Santa Ria!

You were supposed to borrow them for a day or two
But you went out of town without even giving a clue

It’s okay if you told me you were leaving
Cause then I’d know and we would be agreeing
But now I have to send this rap song to you over a beat
So you can take those shoes off and put them on my feet

You made it way too difficult for old me
And now I’m halfway through this verse and I have to pee

But anyway I hope you get this message and respond
Cause I miss the shoes that I wore for so long

(Chorus)
Please don't go I want my shoes
And you have borrowed them
The moment you trip over the laces
And I can't see the logo

Even if I could I'd be upset
With my shoes not by the wall
It reminds me of a Nike bag
My Nike bag

(Verse 2)
Dear Morgan
It’s been another week
And I’m getting more impatient as we speak

I gave you my shoes cause I thought you were a g
But I think it’s fucked up that your taking them for free
If you wanna talk about it I’m still feeling open
But this exchange is taking way longer than I was hoping

I thought I’d have my shoes back 3 Friday’s ago
But now I’m wearing shitty sketchers out my broken home yo

And it’s all because Mr freeman won’t respond
But buddy can do his acting gigs all day long

If you think it’s funny to play with my feelings
I’ll take those laces and leave you hanging from the ceiling

I’m sorry I just gotta little intense in my room
But I feel the shoes go over me and they loom

Seriously I need a response and if I don’t get one
You won’t be alive next week to go and see your son hun!

(Chorus)
Please don't go I want my shoes (It's been another week)
And you have borrowed them (the shoes)
The moment you trip over the laces, (home, yo)
And I can't see the logo (It's fucked up)

Even if I could I'd be upset
With my shoes not by the wall (from the ceiling)
It reminds me of a Nike bag
My Nike bag
(Verse 3)
Dear Mr I’m too good to give your fuckin shoes back
I hope your ass gets eatin' by a rabid Wolverine pack

I’m so fucking tired of your stupid fucking bullshit
I even let you on the album in some of the skits

Your bitch ass won’t borrow anything from me again
I’ll drag you down the highway and become your kids mother hen

It’s so funny that you never were my friend
Cause you would’ve a made a great fucking girlfriend

And I mean literally fucking like my dick in your anus
But now you get to experience my own in humaneness

You hear that screamin' in the back that’s my shoes!
Cause I had to wear them bitches for a day or two! Woo!

Man I had it up to here with you
I’m pointing so far up broke my cars roof

That’s right I’m in car recording this in my car
And who’s tied up in the back?

McGillis!

Pierre McGillis!

(sniffing)

Morgan Freeman I know your not listening to this but- i didn't- I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it, don't get your lawyers don't-I'm sorry I'm sorry, no FBI!

None of that, understand (screaming)
Why the fuck is there screaming in the background, eminem you dumbass bitch! (screaming)
Why is there screaming
Makes me seem more sus (screaming)

That was a pretty good Morgan Freeman on fiverr

(Outro: Nonelikejoshua, Hemanifezt & Judge Judy)
Yeah (x5)
Now we burn every track!
The following contains strong language
Can you hear me? YES

I'm a microphone murder suspect (tuning radio)
Well that was dirty. (tuning radio)
YO
Dance

Blrrrah!
Boomsha!
Somehow, everything was different
Like a different person emerged from me
I could see myself in a perspective I've never seen before
That mean's you gotta believe in yourself

No ambitions
No worries

Do you surf? YES

First time I felt like I knew where I belonged and nothing could stop me from being there. (I was in a different world)

Nothing yet everything felt real
The world was underneath me, around me, above me. (Bro)

I could see everything and everything could see me
I found
Peace

Turn off your radio!


Can you hear me?
Trust me I'm listening!

Move it!
But a lot of people, say that your crazy
AH AH AH AH AH
So, this is how life is supposed to be? I don't think not

I think it's love



Times up