Me, Myself and I

Plug this one check it on the mic when I was young I never hurted anyone making love was just for fun now those days are gone yesterday was such a simple game we used to play awe but then let's face it still gets easier today got to relax in this here rhyme game without no shame beauty to eye is in a hot beach with hot bitches in my reach pulling up my Buick to get in the shade sipping on no magic tonic just simple lemonade let's get back to the basics and push on the door that's true perhaps I have bitten off far more then I could chew playing Spring Love with Stevie B on the radio shopping for the latest trend for my favorite clothes got an old Tupac Shakur tee shirt beats alone with Fat Joe & What's Luv a slice of a pie as I rise on the scene I'm your friend the sonic machine everyone believes in something but what all this trash on t.v. makes me want to throw up got to take back to the old school way when family & friends used to bow the knee to pray but today you say it ought not be that way Fetty Wapp blowing up the scene got cops with blue hats acting very mean come Sunday everyone wants to be your friend bet its safe to hold your breath & count to the number 10 De La Sol with Me, Myself & I got to keep it real no cheap thrill in the back of my car save your money for the honey that you meet at the bar