A little bass bumping music. Got a little movement in my bones today. Now where are my sunglasses?
I guess I will never learn. Maybe that’s why the struggle is real!
Just chilling trying to understand it all. There’s got to be something there. Otherwise why do I have the world on my shoulders?
Raw beat. Raw Lyrics. Raw
West coast flava! I like this jam by Wax. That’s exactly what this is… A Jam! Beat is smooth and lyrics are gravy. In my opinion this is rhythm and poetry together!
And Baby I don’t mind!
The issue with being “The Best” is that you’ll always have to be “The Best”! Forever!!! Well if that is an issue to you?