NASTY NINETEEN

Yeah, protect your heart, yeah, armor is getting chipped away, I see that now

Nowadays hard for you to stay the same, you change the most, but I get it, I do the same

So grab a different rope, tie me down and break out your frame, yeah

Short trips, weaving through the traffic, I ain't used to this them bright lights

If you can't get through to me, you're through with this, it's foolery

Hold me down like ornaments on Christmas day, 40 and a blunt

You don't wanna see my face sleeping alone, that contact in a cotton sack

Late night up in the back, you always knew my goals I'm past that

Now you won't approach me with a hazmat, encroach on my space

Let's pretend that you like that I rap

And make these songs like who went wrong at first