theivin' n da night

Uh Paint the picture like Im Basquiat

Out in public houses in my Timberlands

Loosen up your jeans or that buckle might just do you in

She gon' be involved even though I told her not to be

Love in my face I wouldn't notice if it stung my veins

Hands for a prayer you told me

I hope you do the same, stressing out my mind

So tonight I'll be thieving

I'm a little anxious for a reason

Gather all my sins I was abandoned as a kid

So now I'm screaming fuck the world cause they ain't offer hands

Grief to the teeth, bleed softly for all your peeps

My sensitivity gon' pile in grief

I do it all for you in due time

So please let me see

A long life in exchange

I offer all that I see