Straw Hat

Straw sun hat In a pair of Sean John boxer briefs Sipping the sweet taste of relief Not tortured like we used to be I love you Because of the things you do for me This is a meritocracy No one is responsible for anyone's feelings I know that you're trying to parry your doubts That you want to trust me I know that you're spying on me now Through the dog camera But everything that I do I would do in front of you And I don't really mind what you do No one owns you Tax my gig I pity every asshole now If you treat people like that, I know that's how you treat yourself It feels good to kill We did all of this advеrtently Yeah, we got all thе luck we need No shame No fear No guilt No, everything that I do I would do in front of you And I don't really mind what you do No one owns you