I Feel That When You Care About

This Is Nothin For The Radio... But They'll Still Play It Though

But You Could Miss Me With All That, Diss Me Then Crawl Back. I Really Wish Yall Would Fall Back, But Gettin Rich Suppose To Solve That.

I Can Tell That You Been Crying All Night, Drinking All Summer, Praying For Your Happiness, Hope That You Recover

It's Such A Small Place, Not Much To Do But Talk And Listen. The Men Are Jealous And The Women All In Competition.

Seeing My Family Have It All Took The Place Of That Desire For Diplomas On The Wall