You can’t be any geek off the street,
Gotta be handy with running shoes if you know what I mean, earn your keep!
Regulators! Mount up!
It was a clear black night, a clear white moon
Jordache was on the streets, trying to consume
Some GU for the eve, so I can get in a run
Just rollin’ in my shoes, chillin’ all alone
Just hit the West side of the Hickory
On a mission trying to find Mr. Cousin Eddie
Seen a car full of girls ain’t no need to tweak
All you FIA girls know what’s up with 828
If you know like I know
You don’t want to step to this
It’s the Arrow era
Funked out with a gangster twist
If you run like I run
Then you get miles in everyday
And if your ass is a buster
Arrow will regulate.
Oh, yeah… We ran around hickory, too.
WOD: Be okay with letting go control, allow yourself to live in grace, in the river of mystery.