A boy taken for a goon
I need a little room
They say them colors must be fake
Take a kitkat take a break,
Spit a poem or a diss
Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches
A store that dosen't get a
You made me wanna
Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer
They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,
Of impactful things one can ask for
I'm a winner, i'm a loner.
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