My Mama told me that if something was sacred, you should bury it, not throw it away you lie every time I see your face every time you decide to grow race this Grace with your presence f*** the notes and the presence. Guess you prefer being the sucker that you are? Guess being 100 is just too d*** far and out of reach. So let's breach this unofficial contract that got me tied to it. Who ain't got my back?