With a ba and a masters
Let's enjoy our younger years
Trying to get back to this thing called love
You're a porch, i'm a fortress.
I'm a sinner. i'm a churchgoer.
I don't know.. what you're lookin' for
So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that
You're a pussy not a cat
You made me wanna
A store that dosen't get a
Influences are a dime a dozen
Can’t you see just how long my run
You're a disaster a sham,
Big shit popping, i'm the man
Just a warning not a threat
Believe me, i'm beyond dead
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