Make you go red with embarrassment like paint balls out a paint gun
Say something clever ill come back run away from
The rhymes I mix in lines leave you with nothing to say ‘umm’
You’re stuck for thinking up words
While my mind is racing rhymes coming out in there herds
Got a couple adjectives a couple nouns and some verbs
To leave your brain spinning round surrounded by some birds
quick few lines i thought up, listening to Old Times Sake... think that was obvious
