Aftermath (Edit)

Hey, ho, whoa, whoa, whoa Hey, hey, ha, ahh Yeah I like to think about the aftermath When everybody in the world walks just like this Man, you have to laugh, ha ha I'd like to dedicate this to myself When everybody in the world talks just like this You don't have no one else Blah, blah, blah And when I think about you, bless your heart With everybody on your back Tryna tell you how to act, so you dress the part, ha I only think about you half the time We get to bringin' up the past I be runnin' out of laughs, and I have to cry Cry (My feet, both my feet, both hurt) (From walkin' away) (Feet, both my feet, both hurt) (From walkin' away)