Candy Cane

I filled my heart with hits I filled my soul with sick beats and drum kicks I made a composition full of heart I have a situation full of parts Load my web shooters ready to go Cause I've had mad tutors It's a lesson and a situation To be adored and absorb any kind of information To move forward and attack The wrong contacts I'm tired of pretending that I want to keep Living this normal life When all I think about is flying high Making music fine showing you around Exploring different cities, my microphone in hand Making the whole world know who I am I'm not gonna rest, in this lifetime or in the next It'll be fine, like Jordan on my airline, Playing my drums, I have really sick toms Playing my games, I got really fast thumbs My name is James, look how far I've come 80s with a night to remember 80s with a time in November Are you here, Will you ever come back I don't know if what I'm saying is trash I'm tired of pretending that I want to keep Living this normal life When all I think about is flying high Making music fine showing you around Exploring different cities, my microphone in hand Making the whole world know who I am I'm not gonna rest, in this lifetime or in the next