Racebannon /

Lingers in Her Lungs

She tries to calm down can't afford to lose all she knows I've got no got I'm not ahead in the race. She tries and continues to turn her mouth down, but her chaos just prevails. I've got no got. I'm not ahead in the race. I have to do this by myself. I need no one else cause I am Muhammed Ali and I can beat just about anyone. Do you wanna collide? Yr so out of shape. I may be the victor even when I drop dead on the floor and yr so out of shape. Now she calmed down got her head on straight where it needs to be. I've got all the got and you don't even count in my race. Don't try to and blame yr chaos cause you've not won.