.You and I through the week
Not crazy, we just sometimes fight like kids when you kick my ribs
High temper, hot headed
When you don't have lunch, you could pop that lid
Let's steam off, let's scream out
Redeem our years when we had no flips
Let's call out on God
And make somethin.
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