When we would hop on shoulders and chicken fight,
Race down the street and stay up all night,
Called cops and jello shots led to shit talk and sweat drops,
Laying up with deep pillow talk,
Listening to the rain watching you drift off,
Summer slights lead to cold hearted fights,
Then we lay down and make it right,
Working it out and putting our problems last,
I came first for you, but I was still making the regrets of my past
You made the shit I did feel so significant,
I just wasnt ready to be that man.
Categories: David Hosley Jr.