Our bond is strong,
Like a shooting star
Our bond is long,
Because you live so far
Through all the love and hate,
Everything works great
The love of my life, without me right now, I feel so bad,
I am a man who is very sad.
Like MJ now days,
But in a whole nother way.
I am incomplete
Unable to compete,
Unable to be me,
Can you see?
I am not me, without she,
Without my cinnamon grip, and my spitfire wheels
The struggle is real
This is for real,
My skateboard, is stuck in Atlanta