I'm on offense with my defense. Not just talking, I need a reason. Because that moment could be justified. Fuck alive, you want to die? Whoever I'm against - And they know who they are, it's not a bar. Just trying to make sense of how I feel. Since how I feel leads to my defense. Which looks like an offense and a reason for n***as to get to sparking. Ain't this a bitch?

You are the sunshine in my life
When the light wants to argue with me

You're tuning in to the assuming of UPN. Nobody's really watching, just some ignorant hillbilly in the city watching. Wait, we got a problem. Alert the past with your nervous ass. What, you heard I don't spazz with words? What, you want it faster, you want it deeper like your master going fishing? Y'all listening? Harder than tarnishing the image of a non-Christian forced to walk in to find out he is himself... I give them props, my day is bacon

You are the sunshine in my life
When the light wants to argue with me

Too much frustration. So much upset at the updating, like I'm dating frustrated. And they say they made it with hatred, like responding with a letter back from whoever wrote the epitaph to someone who thinks they are better at what I do with love. I see what you're doing, I'm moving up. Signed with what you give, what you live, what is of you. So, suffice it to say...

You are the sunshine in my life
When the light wants to argue with me
I light the night with your light
(You're the biggest part of me)