My voice is a muscle Smokings a chore Cause I know what my lungs are for I study the hustle We make out on the floor 'Cause I know what my heart is for And when we kiss Baby I can't resist Maybe I'm ever an arsonist For a match I couldn't miss And shit gets hard Maybe we'll come out real smart Baby I'm ever an optimist Put a gun against this fist Where's your documentation? Where's that smile you wore? Do you know what I'm stopping you for? Fifty miles above you I'll be burning alive We'll be going down slower We'll be making it right