I remember my prime

[PingPong]

Wow... the way my thick wavy hair would rest on my cheekbones...
Every time I would walk up the stairs I would stare in the mirror looking at my hollow cheeks, then look behind at the other mirror and see my fat ass... wow


She don't believe in shooting stars
But she believe in shoes & cars
Wood floors in the new apartment
Couture from the store's department
You more like L'eau de Stardee shit
I'm more of the, trips to Florida
Order the h'orderves, views of the water
Straight from the page of your favorite author
And the weather so breezy
Man why can't life always be this easy
She in the mirror dancing so sleazy
I get a call like "Where are you Yeezy?"
And try to hit you with a 'Oeur de Whopee'
Till I get flashed by the paparazzi
Damn, these n***a's got me
I hate these n***a's more than a Nazi
As I recall, I know you love to show off
But I never thought that you would take it this far
What do I know?

 

[Harold O'Brien]

Banger song

 

[Night]