I abraham lincolned the beat
Hot whips somethin cold on my feet
If only i could go back into the 80’s
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process
Um tom frazier, new lebron haters
Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,
Ya spend a abraham on 'em, you meet a new enemy,
Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree
Thanks to you, d p s drowns!
A thug niggas in tha house
Grow older, closer to death.
I treat bitches straight up, like simon says
Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
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