This is the story of something
A heart made of grass, yes
You need to be there to plant a garden
On the day that today has no numbers

You fought enough for your own clouds
The day that you seize golden slumbers
Why the hell did I say thank you when
This shit clearly wasn't a favor

Why the hell you ask if will I wander
Stop running in the crosswalk
Stop running the crosswalk
Why the hell you asked if will I wonder

Stop running the crosswalk
Stop running in the crosswalk
The leather seat makes the concrete lube
It's not like you can't stop

Big boy this could tell me a lot
Pretty faces gon just keep watching
Or will they step their heads
A shhh xok

Why the hell did I say thank you when
This shit clearly wasn't a favor
Let me know
Let me know
Let me know
Let me know

Why the hell you ask if will I wander
Stop running in the crosswalk
Stop running the crosswalk
Why the hell you ask if will I wonder
Stop running the crosswalk
Stop running the crosswalk