I woke up one day in Vacaville. round the corner from the pen. fat house on the hill. all the homies in the pen straigt locked down. but I gotta get dressed and hit the oaktown.
The only aphrodisiac I need is your voice. Hearing you speak my name. Beckoning me to answer. Telling me you want me. So I tell you that you're the answer to every question I've ever had about love.