My rhymes so unspeakable My dreams so unreachable Give it a purpose, cause life itself isn't meaningful Now that's the truth, I'm speaking for the youth That's aiming for the top but falling from the roof Here we, here we go again, with my paper and my

I want to touch you Give me no reasons Give me no rhymes Give me that feelin' All of the time Till we're stuck like glue Yeah, baby, that is true And i can't let you go I can't let you go