Maze

Damn it must be fall time My trees green and orange Wore my heart on my sleeve You barely could see my arm Check the ETA dawg we aint even far I'm naturally civilized I don't need the law I don't make always make the right move But I don't mean no harm I just keep on keeping on Wit my feet of bronze In the intersection of the crossroads You need heart bro You can't cop the shit at Costco Steer the ship when the tide low Stroke her shit til her eyes rolls Only gawd know Took my mind out the box like some styrofoam I'm 24 dawg I feel like I just got grown I'm busy cultivating the peace I'm busy rolling a leaf don't fuck wit Vegas or sweets All mistakes isn't cheap The weight I place it on me For the happy feelings