Years of traveling down yellow brick road
The way I be pimping like I could never get old
don't play with people heart I was always told

But I wasn't trying to here that talk
I was just trying improving my pimp walk
it's like every girl in the past is made into this girl

I must say the tables are tuning in Young world
I use to have my %#@! together no matter the weather
But I'm sitting alone thinking about a girl name Heather

So what am I to do when she has poison my mind
It been days where I feel like I'm wasting my time
But then she comes around a give me that sweet stuff

I can't help myself I get a tooth rush
The dentist keep tell me
That this girl is killing me

I need help please
I'm on my knees begging
then I slip up and called Heather, Megan

Man that was a sight to see
Could do nothing but leave
Then I got a text later talking about she done with me

Thought it was all good at first thought I was going to make it
When boys came around I often fake it
Stunting like I was fine

When I was at home crying
I'm lying
No girl can cut me that deep

But I go further baby call me waist deep