All the kids say i’m a bad boy
Ain't like my job or guys i employ
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
Dear reader, hiphopwizard secretly fucks a transvestite named peter
I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her
Hot like spain, run by a guy named satan
Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one
Your "disses" are cute, don't say it with such puppy eyes trying to make a dispute
No job opportunities were few could dream, they were stuck in a loop
My profile makes me appear cute as a fawn
The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song
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