Johnathan Red Hat

YOU SAY YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT;

WHEN SHE WENT TO CHICAGO YOU MET THIS YOUNG GUY NAMED JOHNATHAN, YOU KNEW NOTHING ABOUT.

HE HOOKED US UP AND WE RODE THE WRONG SIDE OF TOWN;

DRIVING TO FIND THIS CRACK HOUSE, TRYING TO BE ALERT, NOT NOTICED RUNNING AROUND.

THE AREA WAS BAD, RUN DOWN, AND VERY POOR;

WITH LADIES CURIOUS, PEEKING OUT OF THEIR DOORS.

WHEN WE PULLED BACK INTO OUR DRIVE, I REMEMBER WE GOT STONED AND TWEAKED OUT;

IT STARTED TO POUR.

SITTING ON OUR PORCH WHILE THE RAIN CAME DOWN AROUND US;

WONDERING WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE IF DUDE AND I COULD HOP AWAY ON A BUS.

HE GAVE ME A PLAIN RED HAT AND TALKED TO ME ABOUT REAL LIFE;

HE GOT INTO IT WITH YOU AND WENT ON ABOUT HIS WAY.

NEVER AGAIN DID I SEE HIM AND THAT WAS OK;

JUST PART OF LIFE AND IT’S HOW MINE WAS.

SO GLAD IT’S OVER, DON’T WANT THAT CRACK BUZZ!