[Incomprehensible] Find me shoes, baby daddy Rico daddy, he didn't break the TV So why should I weep, man gon' bye, see you when my light blow Got more good
blow Got more good than dirt to throw, and I won't pull between the halo, and a fork-pitch Suffocated by my rhymes... [Chorus: Debra Killings] Rest your mind in distant wilderness
Tradução: Goodie Mob. Desierto lejano.