I am quite convinced that you are not cool,
You just stand there leaning on the wall looking like a fool,
You seriously are just here to kill everyone’s vibe,
Until you are the only standing out not ducking, kicked out the party BYE.
I think of the sweet chants you use to sing,
It makes me think of how our lives should of been,
Our intimate moments, joy and laughter,
Your voice never escape my ears, for each time I hear, there goes the tears.
Shaking at the knees as I walk out of the bar,
Hand in my pocket shuffling through junk for the keys to my car,
My vision is impaired and don’t think I could even drive,
I just want to get to my car so in a lovely dream I could dive.
I party hard until I am drunk, pulling moves on the dance floor like its a stunt,
Because its my party and I can back it up while being up front,
Mixing me up a nice cocktail, grey goose and ciroc,
The night ended with me wilding, drunk not minding, horny ass, just my luck,
It’s about to go down put me in the game, tackling, passing, mind going insane,
I got to get this pass off, I got to catch this throw, so many yards, I had to tell me feet to go,
People getting sacked, points are going up on the board, should I punt or go for the field goal,
I am ready for the win, I ready for the ring, bout to win the championship, win this super bowl.
Sir rap a lot Jixi, I spit that hot bars,
The world is going to love the things I do because I am a star,
I am high flying and profiling and wild in the club,
I throw 20s not dollars, then say f it and throw 100s in the club.