Desire get confused and you could lose your direction
He gave his address, and she agreed to go meet him
Or talk politely iv got this anxiety
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
And all women who had light features, see
And how to battle me politely
Burn rappers with a third degree... never agreed with the industry
The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
I only let her in 'cause she agreed to make it snow
But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though
People who agreed with you fuck them all,
Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall
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