Songtext von Smoke you out

Making puns like I've got something to prove Write a song like I think I'm gonna move you I'm about to lose it, I'm about to lose it And it's about to lose me too Oh, it's about to lose me too Cruise control, set to mold me, try to show me That I can change my own speed I don't have control, I don't have your hold but I hold on still Not still, can't lay still Guess I'm gonna have to smoke you out Guess I'm gonna have to smoke you out Hot eyes, cold stare Long neck, short hair I'm about to lose her, I'm about to lose her And she's about to lose me too Guess I'm gonna have to smoke you out (Take me back yours?) Guess I'm gonna have to smoke you out