Class Acts

[Verse 1: Colicchie]

Hold up, now what the fuck is you tellin' me?

Five retail thefts and I almost caught a felony

Hedonistic writtens rather fine and so heavenly

It's in between my two ears so clear it's where the Devil breathes

Sensor regret correct steps and I'll never forget

A pen, thoughts, a notebook, now my chemistry set

We claim to be ourselves, no identity theft

And if everyone's the realest, what percentage is left?

My life is gettin' busy, call me Mr. On The Go

I'm kickin' vicious predictions and pickin' different roads

Keep the missus on her toes with kisses under mistletoes

We fight and reconcile until officially the whistle blows

A thousand ain't enough for me, of course I need more

The direction I was headed has ended, I took a detour

I couldn't run that play, I had to call an audible

My novel correlates to my chronicles, now I'm plausible

[Chorus: Colicchie]

From my block to your block, to sayin' I'm a sure thing

Once again, she's out my life, I'm watchin' as the door swings

Oh well, I guess I'll take it as it comes