Like a bird without a cage
Magic city a lil bit of change
Like a baby without a diaper
Quick to grab the fifth and just fire
Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,
I'm a winner, i'm a loner.
My records sell, yes sir
Its a challenge breaking a habit
I'll never be retro like a cool kid
Do you a need a donation
And non-nigga friends got it with him
What a bummer, what a drag
Top dropped down, black on black
I should michael jordan these rappers
With a ba and a masters
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