In Your City Faded Off The Brown,

Pain Makes You Stronger. Fear Makes You Braver. Heartbreak Makes You Wiser.

She Spilled Whiskey On Her Shirt, She Gon Have To Get It Cleaned. She Been Going Way To Hard, Someone Has To Intervene.

Overly Focused, It's Far From The Time To Rest Now. Debates Growin Bout Who They Think Is The Best Now

I'm Urgin All Daughters To Kiss Their Mothers With Those Lips That All That Lipstick Covers. You Never Too Grown Up To Miss And Hug Her.

Kush Rolled, Glass Full, I Prefer The Better Things.