@ricky-bobby's Review of Press And Grind Cafe - Fort Lauderdale, FL

Ain't no facades, I don't really like me I don't know who I can run to, I don't know where I can run and hide Your intentions will get you dead, I feel alive Gangsters approaching, look what this come to, they tellin' me I'm that guy While I'm inside, I'm still holdin' all the feelings of a child Duckin' at his finest, men at all times Horseman at his finest, all my life I've been tryna get it right I don't need you up and leadin' me i need you here oh i pray on my knees at night so the angels sing i am not who they saying i'm running from my birthplace lord it's been an earthquake trusting my fire oh i didn't need some peace can you say when it's on