Minus Blindfold

Done feeding I leaned back head rested on the couch's top

Must leave the house soon mean gone 'cause my pops he's hot

Grab my blue backpack My walkma grip my bicycle

Because I know my friends are waiting at the door

I'm feeling loose like you just ****ing around and ***t

'Til that comes fifty-five I'm twenty-six

Let me go

I give more

And you know

I fold I

Come at me come come

My activites don't cross but they create

You know I want to pick you up

But they don't want you to

Asking for it like we got

Yes we cross but we create

You know I want to pick you up

But they don't want you ***t ****'em

You let this screw I thought they knew you

But when you turned your back I know they're going do

You had to prove me right and then we did

And that son of a ***** he swerved almost hit two kids

I'm feeling heartless I'm feeling hate

So when there's nothin' but the real swing in her ****in' rape

No one me

No choice

Let me go

I get bored

And you know I'm ****in' flown

Come on come come

My activities don't cross but they create

You know I want to pick you up

But they don't want you to

Threaten me court like we got

Yeah we cross but we create

You know I want to pick you up

But they don't want you burn

Let me go

I give more

And you know ohh

So good

We could

And We learned to cry

And Lift

Me up

Come on come

My activities don't cross but they create

You know I want to pick you up

But they don't want you

Dis me court like we got

Yeah we cross but we cried

You know I want to pick you up

But they don't want you up