Come on baby, We can go and bring the racks in
We gon' put Delaware on the map
We gonna fly around the world, You make everything feel better
When im hurt, Your an Angel up from heaven baby, Thats a fact
Come on baby, We can go and bring the racks in
We gon' put Delaware on the map
We gonna fly around the world, You make everything feel better
When im hurt, Your an Angel up from heaven baby, Thats a fact
Im still Sippin Styrofoam, Im fried
Satan has his hand out, While i wait for my demise
You took my pill bottle baby, Bitch i need that back
All these bad habits, Yeah im really living fast
All alone fighting, Devil has his hand out
I dont think that i can fight it, 5 to 6 Percs in my right hand yeah
Ima knock him out like Tyson, Baby im the champ (Yeah)
Ima keep on sipping the double cup till i fall over, Or maybe until i throw up
Then ill pour another one, I got a bad real drug habit, That is not a lie
I was nodding off, While recording this song
Oh, Why am i alive?
Come on baby, We can go and bring the racks in
We gon' put Delaware on the map
We gonna fly around the world, You make everything feel better
When im hurt, Your an Angel up from heaven baby, Thats a fact
Come on baby, We can go and bring the racks in
We gon' put Delaware on the map
We gonna fly around the world, You make everything feel better
When im hurt, Your an Angel up from heaven baby, Thats a fact