Everyday thought trying to understand why the building's reach so high to see a bird fly past the sky wishing it was just like that flying threw blue, wind against my face blowing trees across the waste they call this the city of the angels this place is filled with fake crazy decay and murder's just sometimes it pay's to rise out of the hole society created just to finally understand how life is only worth if you make high! Status is number one skinny jeans flipped hat and swagger doesn't mean SHIT! Kick back and kick it right the bboy way is an element that drives me right, the art the music dance hip-hop is life. Now i am Cruising threw