Singer

Singer Lost your own voice? Painter Brushes are lost? Stupid That's what you feel Excuse me mister Your lady is here Rabbit Run to your hole Eight ball Playing it small Leave me I did for you all I am on my track To be able to fall And if you see me Close your eyes And if you hear me Its probably high Never mind Don't want your degree I'm only doing my stuff To be me Racist Shut your mouth Sexist Feel my vibe People Your all alone I need to tell you Before you will fall And if you see me Close your eyes And if you hear me Its probably high Never mind Don't want your degree I'm only doing my stuff To be me