Show me
you remind me of something 
don't know what it is 
you remind me of something 
gotta show me (2)

Don't mean to be greedy
but when i see it i need i mean it I'm needy
and she it i'm sleeping and dreaming she dreamy
straight from the wish of a genie
don't mean to be cheesy unless its on fettuccine served with a side of
zucchini 

getting distracted what happened 
trippin on acid [bad word] are nasty granted shes attractive foods my passion hit on by the mass of pricks like a cactus
Whatever im clever
I'm fresher then ever
Can't do any better 
Words drop like their pressure
And float like a feather 
I boast through my letters
Though you can't measure 
Give props for the effort

you remind me of something 
don't know what it is 
you remind me of something 
gotta show me (2)