Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines
People look at me as a kid that only writes.
Fuck around and pay your rent lets go in my car and fake the tint
I dreamed of being that cool kid who rapped without a blueprint
Lex luger, narcissist, the mirrors get excited
And make that mess a hit,just a blessed kid,
And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face
And when the game tests you a true writer plays
No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back
I'm a nineteen year old middle-class upstanding white kid who would have guessed that?
Of a kid with no exuberance
I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks
It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good
I fell out of my moms golden vagina which a remindsa me that im a golden kid,
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