i swear to god, man everything in life is old. and the only thing that changes is the price of gold - even in the afterlife ima fight your soul, cause the second time around i'll be twice as grown. so do you take me to be who i am ? to have & told hold til death do us part, cause if not it's just best we both part, cause how am i supposed to finish what you start ? yoou got me thinkin twice to just breathe, then you say i won't survive if i leave . but i've got a couple of tricks up my sleeve, i no longer need your attention - at ease.