Yeah, this one's dedicated, to my grandmother. And your grandmother. It's all love, let's not forget who raised us, word up. . Big mama, my grandmother, my main girl.
Ohhh.. This could get good. . This could get crazy baby. This could get bad. Downright ugly honey. Way out of hand. . Well its a full moon at half past 8.
I heard that warnin' whistle blowin'. I knew that train was comin' fast. The sound of the wheels was hypnotisin'. I could not move from it's path. I just stood there, glued to the tracks.