From Running Mates to Betrayal

We used to be like running mates. In a bigger race,

everything we face we push it down and levitate. And we kept saying grace

over eggs and paper plates. But never lost faith. Now it's us

losing means takes. And life has been great, no matter what the people saw.

I know that you a lefty, but I ain't never come set ball.

Even though we bought a Benz, never go far as walk.

Drove many miles, even when we ain't have a car. When we rode

the bus, we discussed how it's team us and barely even fuss.