CHANNEL SURF

[Verse 1: Troi Blank]
On the quest to finer things in life
I think i never wrote you twice
I think i cried million times
I, think about you like every now and then
My message never sent because i left my phone on dead
But if i said it then i meant it
But i never really said it
Words never really came out right
I’m blocking lights to fade to white
You, camp in my dreams for like a couple weeks
Exploring all your valleys and i take you to your peaks
I love you from the bottom of my feet
To the tippy top of my hightop dreads
And it’s the view in which fled
But i never gave you credit
Baby you was never selfish
You jus tend to get jealous
And that’s maybe why we ended
But we
Shall be together for eternity
Internally i hope you always see for the better things cuz
Cuz nowadays my feelings always hurt
But this the type of shit i think about when i
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