Hip Hop, Hip Hop Yoga (4x) A rappin yoga teacher Got damn - I’ve seen it all Hundreds of hours in the Himalayas Who else with me dog? Yah you blah blah on them blogs But pretend to be zen I’m just tryna keep it real Mikey Budd (Where ya been?!) Detroit to New Delhi I lay bitches on their bellies Chatturanga – Up Dog Back that pick up like a Chevy Favorite teachers what they tell me Cuz they never been so sweaty Went from Lulu lemon leggings To my legs are like spaghetti - Hell yeah my sticky icky smelly It's packed with hashish That’s what’s up in India I’m an all star in these streets Rebel rockin up in Rishikesh Welcome to third world Getting foul like I got techs This is not Yoga Girl Oh you want that yoga girl? Chill ma’ I got you Savasana never felt so good Burnt out like Sadhu Meditate with ganja One with the Ganga Only good vibes Fuck the dark side up like Yoda girl Huh. Yeah But if I’m bein honest I ain’t like other yogis Don’t know shit about chakras But come as you are We getting closer to Nirvana This is Absolut truth Stronger than ya shots of vodka She loves the way I teach Must be my Jersey accent The way I broke her off Shorty did too many back bends No new dance I ain’t one for wack trends But best believe I’ll have ya bodies Bouncing fo’ this track ends Like bounce! Bounce! Bounce with me now This that hip hop yoga rock Hip hop yoga rock Bounce! Bounce! Bounce with me now This that hip hop yoga rock Hip hop yoga rock Hook

Hook All day and all night… (4 x) All day everyday All I do is roll J’s To the face Breath takes To the waste Space case Please come down Namaste Hip Hop Yogi Yeah that’s me (may) Jersey boy in LA Straight West Coastin Like I’m Dre Coach put me in Catch me on the replay Shout out to the DJ’s That’s givin me play Fuck the fakes In this place Talking shit Cuz they can’t get paid Throw ya hands up If you paid yo bills Wave em side to said If you know you getting laid It’s the weekend Let’s do yoga, Spark up the weed See where it goes to Hook All night, every night All we do is get live But this is not a snap chat story Hands are tied, I’m not recording Move to the left Shake rattle roll Light it up but watch ya step Move to the right then start to bounce Hands to ya knees Booty hits the ground Searchin, searchin for a shorty One to make me say oh lordy Love my chicas thick n sweet I ain’t vegan, I need meat Ol’ girl had an ass as big as Argentina Before I knew it I went bilingual Oye mami damelo Say peace to ya friends Cuz we bout to go Hook

Hook Oh Lord! Why don’t you show me the way out? Show me the way out Oh Lord! Why don’t you show me the way out? Show me the way out Father who art in heaven Hallowed be thy name Smoke Grade A So he wouldn’t die in vain Yeah they still complain Like – I can’t support ya habits Reefer, rum, and ratchets Boy your daddy was an addict Lord! The apple ain’t far from the tree Daddy was a hustler so guess what That’s what I’ma be Teach yoga to make cash Loosen up yo tight ass Highly educated Labeled as a low-class… citizen Cuz I still tip the fitted man To the left My people get it how we live it and That’s to the fullest Cuz we keep it the coolest Don’t pretend to be zen Homie we ain’t no Buddhists But then again - We had to learn to meditate Used to be mad, but now you know We never hate Fearless, not careless dog There’s a difference Lookin to escape? Learn to walk before you levitate Hook What’s good Virginia? Tell me mama what’s shakin? Nah, I ain’t religious But I’m stayin off bacon You could say I’m awakened Wake up as Jason Statham Kickin life’s ass in the morning By sun down I’m Taken Names like Liam Neeson (pop!) Lames’ll try to convince you It’s okay to hate But see how that’s an issue? You want something to follow Something to explain the blessins But how do you know the answer If you never ask the questions Errr – that’s when she told me to stop Lead me not into temptation I’d be disappointing God Girl enough with those previsions Adam made his own decisions For me it’s hearsay so Try not to eavesdrop Sometimes the most devout Can be the dumbest politicians So if you’re still down We could still do this thrill called livin School you on chillin Don’t need to go through admissions I got the weed and yoga mat Don’t bring your inhibitions Hook And… we still sinning Still winnin, tip drillin Bust her Posey wide open Catch everything she pitchin Since a youngin I been bumpin Consciousness like Common An old soul bro – You know I came from the bottom – So what she wanna fuck I’m tryna keep up wit these calories Sex sells playa So lemme raise my salary The man made the struggle Man above gave us light If you coastin with me Then it go something like Digo - low lean, go green at a red light Sit back, relax, baby get high Ain’t nothing to us (no) Mami let em judge us Heads trash talkin Put em minds in the gutter Nah ma’ practice what ya preach So she lay on her side Turnin both the other cheeks Sweet baby Jesus, Shiva, Moses, Allah, Buddha? Booty – booty booty got my hands up! Hallelujah! Hook Light em up, light em up Light em up, light em up

Hands to ya heart, heh – Namaste Bow down to the crown - Namaste If I made it this far? Then – Namaste Fittest rapper hands down – Namaste Mikey Budd you’re always high - Namaste Thinkin mode, eyes low – Namaste California west side – Namaste Conscious AF tho – Namaste Yoga state of mind man - no competition But if I make some money moves - then Okay Cardi run the cash n get my cuzins Cali livin Finna light up fam - Namaste Structure studios, Give the kids classes free Inner peace to streets that’s a lot of cake Whole foods in the hood I got mouths to feed South Central luv me luv me see I’m not a fake Cuz I practice what I preach Instead of talking bull shit I don’t need your follow back I’m leader of the cool kids I do shit, conducive To every single blueprint I be spreading consciousness While y’all be spreading rumors Textin and computers Trapped inside of the fake world Filtered bros n fake girls I’ve never taken blue pills She knows I go night and day Come inside, “not right away” Not that I don’t trust ya – e I don’t trust ya so I say! Hook 6th generation civic ridin with my chicos Foldin flowers hit the crib screamin Orale Mama cita knows I’m high as fuck But you said we’re goin out – Namaste Ah shit she wildin out – here we go again Ya boy need to chill bruh - he on CNN Act a fool, back to school here’s a pad and pen Take notes angry folks – find ya fuckin zen Who do you think it was That taught yo parents how to calm down No I’m not a guru Y’all could just call me the don now Buddha not – smoke too much pot Don’t give a fuck what bout what you got I’m from the bricks - Where I know kids – they stash the clips - Inside they socks Right next to the cash Yeah we holding jobs down Yoga is the drug And we the new fuckin Mob now Do this for my brain doe Look inside our minds We just as insane bro Don’t wanna have to say it twice Hook If you feel me flow Let’s call that shit Vinyasa Keep repeating lines I turn rhymes into mantras No this will not cost ya Fix ya fuckin posture Make these spines line up Like a motha fuckin roster No I’m not a Rasta But always smoking ganja Murdering these marathons Carbo load on pasta Working out the fit moms Mary Jane Fonda I’m good though I’m good hoe Though I know she wanna

Ladies and Gentlemen Welcome to the new millennium Where you can be, well Whatever you want to be (And anywhere you want to be) Shyea… OH! You don’t have to take any responsibility You can just blame everyone else for anything that goes wrong Status is based on recorded likes Oh and of course you’re going to need a phone and some heat If you want to function with the rest of society Enjoy your time. Hook Fake news is brainwashing Facebook ego’s stalkin Never know who’s watching So you better be on ya best behavior Phones are raising children Pictures prove we’re livin’ But the guns keep killing False courage doesn’t make you braver You a tough mo fucka Dialing from a private number Safe behind the screen But here’s something that I wonder Would you be as bold? If you were vulnerable My guess is you would not Go get your punk ass drunker I’ll let you take the first shot Call up ya boys False courage can’t fight So they bust out the toys Such a bitch move Like a hater’s review Take your one star and shove it Only shine when you poop Fuck a cyber bully too Cuz these cats know they’re afraid Trollin, scrollin always fuckin posting Batshit reactive, way too dramatic Bitchin over everything Bitch you need to get laid Ya mad fake – and never who they claim to be I‘m awake - in the land of make believe Die by the insults Live by the compliments Any merit needs sharing Essays of accomplishments Hook It’s a big bad world But why you scared Top Gun? False courage fires first Like a coward or a cop from The twin cities, New York and Florida Pussies pull triggers When they up against something bigger Ban the rifles From the psychos Fix the fuckin law Cuz there’s way too many typos Way too many kids keep Dyin by the second So hypocrites stop Cryin over an abortion The same babies born That you claim you saved Can’t afford health care And you don’t want us on welfare So really what you want is somebody to blame Can’t admit when you’re wrong How’s that make you brave? Learn a better fucking skill Fuck ya firing range Killing animals for pleasure Rockin minks & leather It’s a damn contradiction To keep claiming you a victim Need to learn to fight And then learn how to pick em Hook My problem nowadays Is everybody feels entitled Ego’s a motherfucker Don’t let him raise your child From one bastard to another That shit’ll make you humble You might not get a trophy But you could buy your disciples Yes sir – I’m stirring the pot But I get mad props Out here cookin the crops Hitting sore spots prompt Putting pressure - I’m hot Circle out truths from the goofs Getting rid of these knots Misogynistic mentality Don’t make you a man Prolly talk all that shit Cuz you know that you can’t Compare yourself to a lady But some of you bitches Need to stop acting like hoes Then later say you victims Fuck the fake heroes Always tellin the world It’s like you only function After pressin record Re-do… re-do… We need another re-do Now I don't give a fuck Hashtag Me too Hook

Relax your mind Let your conscious be free You are blazin to the sounds Of Mikey B-U-Double D Even if you don’t toke Tilt ya head to this Post up, lean back Take a step with it It’s the after school special You already know It’s quarter past 4 We need weed to roll! Done for the day And not a damn thing to do I got 2 cents that I’m split with you C-c-c-call it a flow - Some call it a lecture Get off IG – you could see the big picture Dawg we in the zone - get the fuck off your phone Enjoy the company now – text that bitch later I ain’t a hater, actually I might be Cuz to me this technology Takeovers fuckin frightening Motha fucka’s makin movies while they be driving I’m sittin stupid like why’s no one replying? Hook But anytime they talk shit Just let them motha fuckas know This ain’t the toilet (2X) To the kids in college Who got classes to go, Ease up on ya stressin That’s my biggest life lesson Chase every dream Don’t give up by any means Leggo of your egos Say more yes’s than no’s 10 years from now Friends will come and go As far as I’m concerned It’s necessary to learn Self worth, and hurt Don’t be afraid to get burned Don’t fear your career It’s okay to say I don’t know Fellas, why the fuck is you BALLIN Goin broke for a bitch who isn’t even callin Brush ya teeth good, you won’t need to be flossing, One love to the ladies who still ain’t fallin For the tricks and the dicks of a dumb fuck boy Leave the girl alone, she’s already had enough boy Love yourself first, the village can wait And they can’t eat a feast from an empty plate Hook People will talk shit, that’s a guarantee But relax and ask How you gonna react? Cuz it’s just chit chat Give them all tic tacs Freshmaker mo fo Why yo breath so stanky?! Don’t get angry Get glad Take the grudge you holdin Just throw it in the bag Ya energy is limited Careful where you givin it Mooches give a smooches To my ass Go on social media two times a week Take time for things you love Eyes up if we gon speak I ain’t sayin that you can’t love Budd But before you use my name Don’t be lazy Travel and read Educate yourself everyday And face one thing that makes you afraid Well boys and girls that’s all the time I have Pimps up, hoes down - thanks y’all have a nice day Hook

One! Two! One Two Three, Let’s go! HOOK This rhythm, this boogie, Can’t stop, it’s doin something to me This rhythm, this boogie Got me feelin good tonight (tonight) This rhythm, this boogie, Can’t stop, it’s doin something to me This rhythm, this boogie I’m feelin Funkafyde! First and foremost put the phones away Let’s do it like Ahmad Back in the day! Way back to 98 What you know about that? Way befo snap chat We would never snap that Befo’ all the following on instagram People weren’t desperate for instafam She was swiping all night To find an insta-man Easy come - easy go She got insta-canned But back to the lecture at hand What up uncle Snoop I’m still in the coupe Mad goofed up from the juice and gin’ Bitch (Trick) said who? Where do I begin? Mikey Budd’s the name And I’m that hip-hop yogi Not Warren G but I regulate Tree pose, blow trees Rest in Peace to Nate Get down from the clouds? Hell Namaste! Hook One love to the bboys Off the block Two times for my 80’s babies Doin ‘the wop’ I know my latinos Got the salsa hot Air force ones when we do the Reebok This is how we rock This is how we roll Take another shot Then let go No vibe’s gonna die tonight Cuz as long as we alive We live the good life Hook A little bit, a little bit A little bit softer now A little bit, a little bit A little bit softer now A little bit, a little bit A little bit louder now A little bit, a little bit A little bit louder now Hook This rhythm, this boogie, Can’t stop, it’s doin something to me Yo body, yo goodies Got me feelin good tonight (tonight) This rhythm, this boogie God damn, what this beat done to me Them thighs and that booty Girl you got me Funkafyde! Hook

If this beat was gone, could you still hear it? Instead of talkin shit, Would you listen to my lyrics? Cuz if it’s cool with you I’ll be real for a minute And instead of an applause I’m okay just getting crickets Instead of playin rich cuz I’m so self-conscious I accept the fact I’ve been broke since college Lost on the road to riches far as my career Need to give me more praise Instead pressure from my peers Instead of fitting in I’ll just see where I fit If they stick through bullshit Then my friends are legit Instead of blame shiftin My problems to others I’ll take responsibility For my own damn problems Instead of getting angry Saying something I regret Close my eyes for a sec While I take a deep breath - Instead of waiting to respond I’ll shut up and listen I’m tryna do the math instead of the division See you as a man Instead of as a Christian Or a Muslim, a Jew? To me it makes no difference Instead of teaching my kids What makes us different They go to church of Ziggy Love is my religion And all of us are created equal As God had intended Could you try to see my point? Instead of tryin to be offended – damn… Instead of being color blind I see the world for what it is - shit Got me feeling hopeless So there’s no gray when it’s all black n white Instead of being silent I’m a speak for those oppressed I hope my friends know this Instead of being opposed Fact’s I got privilege On my face and it shows Another injustice And another brother’s dead I’ll protest for peace Not bring violence instead I picked up the pen Instead of loading the gun Tip my hat to police Instead of trying to run Love me for where I’m at Instead of just who I become Live this gift called the present Instead of a past I was from I’m not a victim But if you walked my journey You’d understand why I do this Instead I chose music Should this be my story, Then it isn’t for me But instead people in a Parallel purgatory So those in my shoes - let my message be read Whatever hell you’re going through Makes you stronger instead For anybody who’s been Bullied, beaten, n battered In the game of life Go out, follow big dreams Instead of tryin to take a life Cuz hatred in your heart Is cancer that spreads And makes you suffer most When it comes to the end Instead of actin like a tough guy I’m not ashamed to cry Or admit when I’m wrong Long as we can be friends Instead if we were honest Didn’t judge each other’s feelings Would the pain be the same? Would there be as many killings? I’m prayin to the ceiling Cuz honestly - it sickens me Any time someone’s son or daughter dies Instead of whippin out the phone To capture the shot I’m a dial 9-1-1 Action hero, The Rock Instead of talking shit To make myself feel better I’ll grow every damn day Instead of blaming the weather​ Shoulda, coulda woulda I’m a say ‘I did’ instead So when the track plays back I’ll do so with no regrets Instead of tryin a filter Instead of tryin to diss her Give that girl props Because she loves the real her Without claiming she’s a hero No need to explain it Pictures are worth a thousand words Depending how you frame it Fuck the Instagram you I like the real you instead Fuck a comment or a like I’d rather talk out like Ted Instead of just postin Instead of just ghostin I’ll tell you straight up That’s why I feel so alone then It’s been a minute he said Bout to hit my brother up And I don’t wanna front So Ima call him up instead

Raised by an intermix Of the sticks and the bricks Introduced to pops At the tender age of six He didn’t walk out That’s not part of the script It’s a long story so Sit back and smoke a spliff Made ends meet, but that meat wan’t rich Daddy drank too much plus my mama was sick Sacrificed life support, to support the kids By the time I was born We were children at risk Shipped to grandma’s overnight Next day air Days turned to months Months became years Once my old man got back on his feet He was already settled with a new family Feelin excluded, I was labeled as the new kid An outcast – Not a big boy influence Holdin this anger won’t serve like a hot plate Wish I said it all before you passed away Hook Compressin’ this depression Ain’t good for my health Let my mind unwind To find The strength in myself This is my – One chance - is it sink or swim Battling my tears from my fears within This is my therapy My deep deep therapy Deep therapy, my deep deep therapy Deep therapy -- I’m letting go of this shit Cuz this grip’ll be the death of me Sorry Miss Jackson But I meant to make your daughter cry Said that she loved me Til I caught her dead in a lie Justified her excuses like "You never paid attention" That's the reason, you been sleepin With another guy? Shoulda left right away But I tried for my pride Karma’s such a bitch - So now we fuckin on the side Kept my confidence By fuckin different karma every night You were first to fumble It was on me to run the nine Damn good reasons that I'm glad you did it Now I know how to spot a hoe So I could tell who isn't - A waste of my time I'm rollin deep as Adele But I need to start investin And protectin myself From the broads I'm fuckin raw Only thinkin wit my balls 6 weeks of stress From a text that says “We gotta talk" It’s not worth it, trust me it ain’t I wouldn’t wish that choice for my worst enemy Hook Friendly foes, wolves in sheep clothes Egos gettin jealous like they the side chick What I went through And the cash I blew Testifyin those friends of mine Had my back with ice picks I woulda – paid you back those g’s I coulda – hid them sacks of leaves I shoulda – had your back at least But that’s the past and I’m way past Where I ever thought I’d be My deep therapy is these vocal expressions Ventilate my depression Meditate with yoga sessions Everybody’s stressin But together we blessings Never let fakes shake you Cuz you ain’t meant to blend in Not tryna be a burden by tellin you my issues I’m sharing my medicine And what I did to get through Shorty be wise, YOLO Think twice, don’t you dare fuckin pull it. Hook (2 x)

I know how it feel to wake up Fucked up, pockets broke as hell Another poor man’s tale Still struggling, I’m hearing Biggie Smalls speak Going back to Cali as a kid Had that shit on repeat Think back to a time When my mind Wasn’t right But the drive To stay alive Made me fight Finally at 25 I was screamin’ West Side An outlaw from the Chi LA to live and die I think back to the times Where I almost didn’t make it So when times become the toughest I try n appreciate it Put the sunroof back Palm trees blazin Call me Mr. West Life is Amazing New York State of mind Stressin over dimes But it’s not about the salary It’s all about reality Can’t rush perfection So I’m never on time What you call that? West coast mentality Hook Dubs on my mind (repeat 4x) I got dubs on my mind Women weed and weather Shit it doesn’t get no better (2x) 2008 I was making moves in Florida Johnny Budd rollin blunts Fat point Punta Gorda These vatos gave us weak shit Nasty ass “never smoke me shit” Now I pick n choose top shelf West coast groceries bitch (kids) Orthopedics Walk free from polices Yoga every damn day This is not IG shit Love my beaches Ya selfies and such Katy Perry in the front Daisy dukes in her butt But she don’t like the attention She’s not desperate Hollywood Born and raised LA So she ain’t fazed by shopping goods Rodeo drive don’t keep her live Movie scenes ain’t her thing Always got the bowl packed That’s my Cali Chronic Queen Taught me to dream Chill and patient Let go and live life Mikey boy you on vacation So she give that good head When we hit the bed So you know ya boy gets that californication Hook Dubs on my mind (repeat 4x) Throw them hands up if you Know you getting high Nah this ain’t my heyday – this is more like mayday Bombs away – Pay day LA All day yea Gots to keep it old school Timberlands & Pepe Fuckin with that Kay day Got some something to say Dre Gonna give a shout out from Bakersfield to the Bay Oceanside, Riverside, Frisco, Stockton, OAK Sacramento, South Central, San Diego, San Jose Pasadena, Long Beach that’s just Californ-IA Portland to Seattle didn’t think I’d forget you TJ, BC that’s the fuckin west too East coast I respect you, know I won’t neglect you My dogs’ll to head west, ease up the stress dude Hook

If you look in my eyes you’ll realize I do, I really do love you Just to desire, you know it’s true I don’t wanna lose you (2X) If you looked into my eyes You’d see how much I really care Loved you since day 1 No make up, gym clothes Frizzy hair Flawless as the city snow ‘Fo the sun starts to rise Still feel the same way Lookin in those brown eyes Cept when tears are flowin Knowin that I caused it So much on my mind Sometimes it makes me thoughtless Maybe we should process Tell me girl, I don’t know Maybe we ARE meant to be But being apart is how we grow First - Then come back as a team Johnny/June. Fork n spoon Tony/Cleo, Coffee/cream 2018 – Bonnie and Clyde crew She the only one blowin trees as much as I do Plus you ain’t that into yoga Another reason why I like you Makin sho’ I eat right, Makes me wanna wife you Yeah, I know I’ve lied, But would never cheat to spite you We gotta make this work It’d be fucked up not to try to Hook I know ya past hurts ya But you my one and only Fuck them dudes before me Pussy cheaters left ya lonely See as ya closest homie I was there from the get go Our love is titanic So I’m tryin not to let go But if I let go It’s in the hopes That we’ll be back And if it doesn’t Was it meant to be? Jeopardy? Should we face the facts? Baby please don’t be mad at me Don’t wanna push this fallacy Yo why you cold as Calgary? I wanna talk this out But I’m running low on battery Closer to the edge Please don’t push me off the balcony Maybe I ain’t grown enough To know where you be coming from Even though half the same Life was different coming up I was raised on survival That’s why I’m the fittest So if I choose work over you Just know I’m thinking about living And it ain’t nothing personal I ain’t making excuses But got damn girl I’m making excuses Hook And I don’t wanna lose everything That we’ve been working on Too much time and love invested Not to mention this song See I was writing rhymes While you worked on ya masters The struggles mad real That’s the life of a bastard Cuz I fen for our potential family 14 days of the week Overtime – Apologize If I’m too tired to even speak You serious? Seriously Amorcita Let’s not fight again Can you please believe me, When I tell you that she’s just a friend? It’s all business on Instagram I ain’t fuckin with them hoes Gotta share my gift of music Trying to sell out my shows This the type of life I chose And I ain’t begging you to stay But if you do, I promise boo Five star hotels is all you’ll know That’s the only thing I’m asking you to please remember I gotta stack this bread Grilled cheese extra cheddar Let’s get away in December Take you from Tokyo to Bangkok Lay you down to the ground On my knees - Thank God Hook

Eyes red, light headed Another all nighter Like I was back on campus Earn my stripes Eye of the tiger Hell yeah I’m a survivor A child of destiny Doctor’s did not expect this outcome during pregnancy But mama was a fighter She passed it onto me Wish we could be together My mission’s incomplete First I’m a save the world Ease them up mentally Rid all the tension not to mention Hate and jealousy I’m doin this for me And you and him and her Oh you been through some shit? Well that’s friend to me Maybe a different path But you’re no enemy There ain’t no competition I’m like a Buddhist G I don’t pretend to be I see you on ya game I see you on ya hustle I’m here to back ya brotha Knowing that I’m a win If I see you succeed MJ Fade away – Ally oop to 33 Hook Don’t it feel like we been drifting right out Remember the struggle was same as you And never let them put the blame on you And never look back cause you criminal We struggled but now we’ll be breaking through You hating on someone who same as you Maybe one day we’ll be breaking through (3x) You hating on someone who same as you Maybe one day we’ll be breaking through (2x) Maybe one day, maybe one day Karma will come back and make me you Maybe one day we’ll be breaking through (3x) Yeah we in this shit together So when I make it rain Then you better check the weather For them billion dollar dreams We all starting from the bottom Lean on me Rock solid got em – got em Long as my legs are movin I’ll keep climbing to the top Keep ya head up said Tupac Lookin down you bound to drop Yo you think we different But we’re really not (but we really not) Eyes to the same sky prolly Praying to the same God Tryin to survive The best way we know how- With all the bullshit in the air I know it’s hard to stay grounded Don’t stop – Stop and be careful when you play the juror Time wasted judging others never gets you any further All this empathy, is gonna be the death of me Positive energy – No way I’m letting that get murdered My heart is on my sleeve, I’m dancing through the hard times Now watch me shoulder lean 2 step n hard grind Hook Maybe one day And that day may never come If our egos like casinos Focused on cash and flash Watching nothing but the time pass What I’m a start to do is care for other people. But banking on my failures Fool you better check yo ass Be easy player What it do? What it do? – Handstand over haters What a view? What a view? – My perspective is selective So your boy is never trippin I keep holding onto faith Like that’s my life I’m fuckin grippin Slippin through the stress Drippin sweat Heart beating out my chest Keep my circle small in digits 86’d the fakest friends Talk that talk but did they ever show up? No You like the bomb squad Scared we bout to blow up Hook