[Verse I]. I got this problem and it's something that I can't control. Shortie's street name is smoke. She had me hit from just a kiss and now she's in my soul.
Hmm, Hmm. Trying to get back. To where I used to be, yeah. Knowing who I am. Makes it seem too far out of reach. If I knew what I know now. I'd probably would have left it all alone, oh yeah.