Letras
How high can you count?
How far can you see?
How can I catch up?
Will you wait for me?
What does it taste like?
How does it feel?
What is it made of?
Do you think it's real?
You got a head start
More head and more heart
More doors that turn forward
That urge groins to drop lower
Remember candy stores
Girlfriends hands that were all yours
Man, countless romances
And middle school dances
A crazy advantage to advance the chances of love
I'm still in the back row
It's more wack, I'm doing more blow
It's a dark path, I do a lot for show
Man, I don't know, man, I don't know
When I get it right, I
Question everything in sight
When I get it right, I
Doubt myself, this can't be right
When I get it right, I
Question, what if it's too tight?
When I get it right
How high can you count?
How far can you see?
How can I catch up?
Will you wait for me?
What does it taste like?
How does it feel?
What is it made of?
Do you think it's real?
Well, at least the sun ain't gon' lie to me, baby
She don't care
She got no distractions, she always takes actions
She's always right there
Seems like the ones I let into me, baby
They don't care
They got a million distractions
Leave me with a fraction of my heart
I've been wondering for many years
After many tears and many beers
I got confirmation, these are real fears
I'm like an astronaut, but I got no gear
Now you can ask me not to act whiny and shit
Put it behind me and shit, just suck a dick and split
But I'm unprepared and I'm underserved
And it's my duty to recruit the youth with these words
She got swollen glands, they got wedding plans