I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well
But you must sell a tall tale of a dell and a florist named nel
Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man
Found a man, named stan, but he knocked me out with a can,
They're trying to find a way to sue, buy entertainment lawyers,
When my critics break down and make amends with my supporters
Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them
Hot like spain, run by a guy named satan
A boy taken for a goon
I'm not moving like a cartoon
Thats the life when your just a boy
The world's too much for the soul to enjoy
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