Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream
Your execution will go one a live stream i take this to the extreme
You can never tell me that i'm not hungry
What's the odds that a atheist will pray for me,
I swear i'll never call you bitch again
Someday they will leave me,but i would miss them
If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy
Give me a friend to help me face fate before the figurine will hurt me
My effort is contagious, so check this boa shit
Falling right back over like a hollow broomstick
On the way to his house i got in the unlocked door and went straight to his room
Your just a bleating sheep, tryna touch me like a worm tryna leap to the moon
Ya from neptune to the moon call me the musical mutant,
Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and
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