Shit happens, shit happened but who am I to tell ya
side affects of life, I'm playin wives for these esmeraldas
All I know is what I've seen and left my penis helpless,
but never satisfied, jump ship on the girls that felt us.
With a semi and some heni feeling semi rightious thinking that I know whats right but I dont know if the pipe does, better light up, a brother of the stone, wish I gave half as much as a fuck as my hindsight does.
But I dont live with regrets, i mill em over
screw em up and throw em up on the hard shoulder
with a feelin thats vacant, get baked, warped the paper, but what my souls
