Dancing with wolves is the end game
Fever rushed by the hate
Society put me in a coma
Yea let's reminisce
Remember them days with joyful skies
Playin ball without looking over your shoulder for gunshots
Walking without having a stare contest with a random nigga
Days will forever change
Kindness flushed away like a dead goldfish
Thinking about how petty people can be
Yea let's reminisce
Remember how friends used to be friends
Close friends turned enemies
Trust weighted down like a ounce of weed
Plans changed by a careless person
Yea days change so no I do not care if I end it like this.
