We just relax in a sad pitch
Always out for dinner, she ain't know what she's having
Resting always knowing that she ain't damn average
And seeing her twinkle when I'm callin' her a bad bitch
Yeah
Microphone throwin' habits
Stressing over nothing
Yet she know that I have it
Resting under stars
Talkin' bout ghosts and cars
And the way that it works
And she thinks that it's scary
I'm looking in the air and shes staring
Thinking how we'll be when we're parents
Will I be riding in McLarens?
I'm fearing whats next
Because it's unknown
Hoping that shes safe
And always comes home
And I'm hoping that I'm there when you're scared
Or worried about the day you're in
Because anything that happens I will save you from the pain within
So take a deep breath and don't worry bout a day
Its all over soon, you'll forget it anyway