Why, why is the dig very big and not so small. And my hands are hurting because of hulding my dig. Tell me why, why the world is so unfair?. My dig is big and hits everybody on the street like a
. Baby, when I go why like that. When I ain't shy like that. Steppin' out and look fly like that. He ain't touchin' on it. Make him wanna go cry like that. When I wine, wine, wine, wine. He go, why
Opened up my journal to a page. Everything that hurts me's still the same. Feels like there's nothing new for me to say. Whywhywhy. Whywhywhy. Sweating through the sheets shakin' in bed. Visions
