I'm just a kid tryna tell his story...nothing too gory...just the same thing you want, the glory...I'm gonna get there...I'm not one for spitting hot air...I don't mind if you stare 'To Each His Own'...but if you lookin let me know whats cookin...I'm here all the time...I'm after best and I burn in your stomach like the tequila after lime...well I ran out of rhythm...My thoughts will be here everyday like you live with em'...fareal though that's it, I'm done...it was fun, while it lasted...The style isn't manufacture, I just lived it and relaxed it...Sto---> Everything on this here page is off my finger tips