Every mixtape hit serving as gifts To the goons that got away Couldn't have played em in your new car anyway There was something off 'Sister's Lovers' and 'Sister Ray' Should've put those picks on 'Mix for Rainy Day' Instead committed as a Valentine's display And potentially thrown away Letting it lock into your cranium to hiss and hum Letting it lock into your cranium, your cranium If we shutup I swear we'll hear The songs of our years When you get headaches just envision it The tape exposed Wrapping around your frontal lobe Kissing that crush but then what if it just falls flat
Like a hope to swing for fences but forgot the bat Or you don't even play sports at that Well an expectation is an extension of your id To want and just wonder if you did Well I wanna sit on your roof again Not talk about people or friends Listen to ice cubes clicking and planes Amazed how without touching We touch each other's brains It's insane Letting it lock into my cranium I'll keep that one Letting it lock into my cranium, my cranium If I shutup I swear I'll hear the ringing of ears When I get headaches I should just sit down Try to relax Two tylenol and a water gla**