It's hard to get me
Difficult to follow me...
I unfold
Ripped in pieces...
Don't worry don't freak out
Javon ,Javon is in the house...
Under the oak
I spy my love...
Women are a special kind
Acting differently in most...
Trees above, dirt below
The wind in our ears...
Through the leaves
you peep in...
Sitting in the park
The smell of pine in the air...
It's not easy
being a sensitive man...
It does not matter
if it's dark or light...
Any mankind's weak,
but getting strength from weakness...
I was happy when i was
born and cried...