I look at my side and just see another girl I come out of my home and just stare another tail You have to risk it all Spy the hole you want to fall For the bitches you didn’t call And butterflies that made you tall A day in Maryland Fenix dices’ becoming sand That sick flower in your hand shows me it is the dead end Like Romário kicks the ball Spy the hole you want to fall For the bitches you didn’t call And butterflies that made you tall