inmyarms(free)

Moving too much weight we cant sleep Bugs in my teeth Didn't pay for this meal We only eating for free Money ain't a damn thing that's just the way that I think Mind trapped on rewind This not okay for my dreams Leaving thoughts and my schemes muddy steady drifting off To sea With the boats In a moat Grabbing onto balloons and hope you float Okay well life gon pop that balloon if you touch it Can't f*ck With it It's gon pop you like mama did when I was In school getting fucked with Lunch lady's and the janitors the only ones that I was in touch with