Better (Freestyle)
I'm like a biker riding thick leather (yep)
I don't know why but the women's boots just fits better
Backwoods they just hit better
-what are you doing?
Haha DJ! dj! dj! what?
I'm like a biker riding thick leather (yep)
I don't know why but the women's boots just fits better
Backwoods they just hit better (they do!)
And those classes that I did I wish I did better
Shouldn't have got F's but after D there ain't no 5th letter
I still remember what she said on her fifth letter
I remember getting the mail it was in December
I think I'm going to be sad forever
Sometimes I think that'd it be better if I never met her (I do!)
Sometimes I fall asleep wake up dream we got back together (I do!)
Why am I doing this by myself we should do this together
Thinking it'd upset her if I pulled this thing back together
I rock a pearl at every show just like I'm Eddie Vedder
Sometimes I wonder how the fiend feel
But then I remember that anything could happen to me still
I could be walking around Greenfield
I could go so deep to the point they don't know its me still
I don't care about him if you talking to me
Honestly you should just be real
Go back and forth from the point
Thankfully my family left Des Moines (they did!)
I don't think they have a choice
I'm the next judge on The Voice (I am! aye)
I get in touch with my boys the minute that I touch Detroit
Then I fell out of touch with my feelings (I did!)
And that's right when I fell in the void (I did!)
And that's just what I tired to avoid (DJ!)
I walk down the street and see coins
Our love was once like a sandcastle
Somethings they just get destroyed (they do!)
I gotta stop smoking cigarettes to much cause there's somethings you should not enjoy
I gotta stop smoking bleeps too much I'm getting way too paranoid
Do I really look like I just give a fuck
I break this bread up just like I was feeding ducks
I might have to rent a tux
Sweating in the meeting, cummerbund, they breathing tough
I'm just gon' use the bathroom
Disappeared, I'm eating lunch (I'm outta here)
Look in that ashtray all you see is blunts and butts
My boys too much
Scrape table weed mix that with guts
I'm the king of the hill like Mike Judge
My boy the king of the pill he the plug
Dj!