Born of a later-day, mad-hater styled child's game/
But now invisible cells around your brain
Then i'm off to play a game of ball/
A real life viking, shout out to st. paul
I got these tats all on my arms
// [you can hold all the cards]
I'm the queen of this game
Parking lot of the blue flame
Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state
Life is a game of chess and mine is on a stalemate
Ads played through him like cards in a deck
Cutting me this worthless check
You fags think it's all a game 'til i walk a flock of flames
But everybody’s self-made carved their own names
Its like a game of cat an mouse,
Hundred k in twenty-two hours
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