Mama told me it'd be days like this
Spit a poem or a diss
Yo, i'll bet she be back
What a bummer, what a drag
Bitch i'm from the motor, motor
I'm a sinner. i'm a churchgoer.
Do you a need a donation
Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him
I'm a winner, i'm a loner.
Its four now, the clubs over
A boy taken for a goon
I'm not moving like a cartoon
Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate
Take a kitkat take a break,
Your a show without a channel
This bag is from seattle
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