Without the creator of this theater
Beside me to gently guide me?
Somedays I wonder
if I need to pick a different hobby
I’m deep in with this rappin
It’s all a n### know
I never didn’t nothin better,
it’s hard to let it go
But like a father,
watching his daughter,
walk down the altar,
With tears in his eyes,
you gotta let her grow
And so I shall,
but first I been honing my style
Coldest around,
with more quotables than
what the quota allows
You see a top 10 list
I see a Golden Corral, n####
As the moon jumps over the cow
I contemplate if I should
wait to hand over the crown
And stick around for a bit longer
I got a strange type of hunger
The more I eat the more
it gets stronger,
The more it gets stronger
I said the more it gets stronger
j-hope
Cole World
Every time I walk
Every time I run
Every time I move
As always, for us
Every time I look
Every time I love
Every time I hope
As always, for us
(On the street, I’m still)
Every time I walk
Every time I run
Every time I move
As always, for us
Every time I look
Every time I love
Every time I hope
As always, for us
