Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Its okay she fucking ugly
The world's too much for the soul to enjoy
All the kids say i’m a bad boy
I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody
Telling themselves they ugly
Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy
You a bitch nigga shut your mouth boy
A name with a vision boy called aspect,
I’m a top tier nigga looking for respect
We don't ever make love
A teen with ugly braces
Start a mosh pit in that crowd boy
Ain't like my job or guys i employ
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