DESCRIPTION:
on some High School crush shit.

Heard the instrumental, liked it. Proceeded to listen to the original, liked it. Wrote a verse/recorded, did some editing, liked it.

Shout outs to Arowbe and Rich Kidd.. never heard of you guys, but ya'll sick.

Lyrics:
She don't know I exist,
So how come every time I talk around her my voice ups a higher pitch,
I get geek when she comes around, Steve Urkle,
Holding my breath until I turn deep purple,
I try not to sweat it, but my hands did,
Love isn't blind, I guess instead it's just candid,
You would think the same, if you saw the way I acted,
I'm the one to blame, guess I need a little practice,
And she the baddest in my world, in my atlas,
But not according to my facebook status,
My face looks saddest, when I see her cry,
I just want to get close be there by her side,
But it's not that I hide, she refuses to see me,
Or that's what I tell myself, cool girl theory,
That'll all change, next time I see her,
Cause I'm on the honor roll, I'm a high achiever,
Call me John Lennon, yes, I'm a dreamer,
But she got it all from her face to her sneakers, she's a keeper