Lyrics Baby - Chester Watson

Baby

Living in awe
She classy she told me «No hitting it raw»
It’s not that we don’t want our (?) to last
We just have no time to have children involved
We skip through the process
Super prolific, the difference is marksmanship
In the mirror see stars and ships
(?) the heart dismissive
«Your conscience progresses the art» she whispered
And it was the softest
But deep in your voice I could hear hints of darkness hid in it
Still I’m enthralled, what is this?
Feelings involve this shit
People be rushing to say «I love you»
But that’s when it falls to shit
When it falls to shit
Baby