Salem

Nah, I ain't trying to look back
My expectation has my mouth run dry
I see a bitch run but I doubt she know why
I doubt she know fire
But I could introduce
All it takes is matches and just a little juice
All your flow patches your brains fucked up
Ya looked like you been baked too much
You could bake too much
I think too much
It's why I take it off and be the dog when we fuck
Bitch watch me take a shower, put powder on your butt
That lines for me do not touch
You could wear them heels but just don't touch the clothes
Another fifteen minutes put more powder up your nose
It's all blurred out aye bitch I can't see ya
Turning shit around, maybe I should leave ya
It's all blurred out aye bitch I can't see ya
Turning things around, baby I should leave ya
Ok, maybe I should go
But where's there to go
I walk for half an hour
Bitch I don't know
I go anywhere, I'm not going home
And the headlights in the night look bright
I'm done I'm bored I'm sick of this night
Heather get the knife
I can't feel it, no
I can't feel shit
And when the sun rises we be watching
Top of the mountain, John boy smoking