Play With Fire.

I missed bein' home yo.
My family keeps me grounded, fucking love them. I try to treat everyone like my family, until they disrespect me, that tells me one of two things, that you may be welcome one day but today ain't yo day. Once I put things in a certain box [in my head of course...call me crazy I don't care] I wouldn't say it's gunna take a lot more effort on your part to get them outta there, cuz they're in there for a reason...


got my appetite back, feelin' fine better than fine.

I wish you wouldn't.

you make it so easy to forget.

The more you share everything we had with everyone else, the less I believe you.