Feel a fresh breeze upon my sheets,
it was so sleek,
no one can't stop my Gucci status,
my main chick and your chick was in my cubert,
it could be in a love of hurt,
found a time machine,
while I mated with rats in a dream,
it all seemed to coked up,
they put coke in the system,
to make him miss him,
it all was a lie,
I wish it could been.