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