Invite me to your mind, Where bullshit has declined
I know you see right through me, they told you love is blind
We could cut a movie, about commiting crimes
Cuz we above the law, and you the only fine
Im a passenger on this road trip from pamela
Looking for something on the side I had to give a hand to her
Lost in your eyes, You almost crashed the night
I Woke up to a wheel? Or died in paradise?
Better with her drive no need to open shop
Good bodies make it far great minds never stop
The idea of the future that I envisioned
Had her giving me props if we made it through intermission
I act like a savage, but I carried her baggage
It was all good, until her goods got damaged
Now one mans trash is anothers treasure
Still lookin clean as ever and there is no one fresher
