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You’ll put your money forward

Just to throw some random party

We’re dancing and getting lit

It’s incredible how many things we’ve started 

I won’t lie 

And say everything has been the same 

I’m laughing 

Can ham on rye be funnier when I get high? 

Can we feel more wealthy when we put on different clothes?

Can we all get high today knowing tomorrow we’ll get more?

I’m sprinting up the side of a mountain

Transition words from things we used to hide to things that guide our present stride

I’m dancing but still staying inside 

I’m in love with the world around me, but more so with the neighborhood within which I reside

I’m dancing around the kitchen

I’m dancing through your chest, down your body to a place I can hide

They tried to put me to rest

But I started in first place 

I started with a leg up on you 

I’m not Tay K and this isn’t a race