I’m murdering your exes,
Tell ya past life & heartbreaks they need to exit,
No need for commas in ya life, just keep runnin on,
Sit back & let me spell-check that grammar, while I pull em drawls off,
Cell phone ringing, 2 years & that nigga still clinging,
I understand its hard to throw it all in the garbage, 
You missin what you use to harness.
He’s history, I got what you need in my harvest,
But could you fall in love again,
I know its hard for you to trust again,
Like a sunburn,its SOMETHIN you could hardly ever rub against,
Your eyes cry quiet,
Let me dry, fly, be ya pilot
With me & you I could see the future,
Heal all your wounds, I’m ya suture,
He put you later, while I get you sooner,
Don’t live in rust, while you got something good, somethin newer..
Live FOR…


Kalamar7