Sometimes, You know, It seems like such a feat For me to be able to keep my CD case full of my current stuff, . And Then other times, It’s like, yeah, why wouldn’t I be able to do this. . It’s funny when the sands fall, And we’re watching them from our mother’s womb, […]

I’m floating, Sort of like Mr. Probz, And there’s good old aggression again, Because I’ve learned A long time ago that In my town there is no such thing As an agreement.