You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit
You gonna need more than a first aid kit
They don't see my vision, grown man mission
My rhymes aid your decomposition,
Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate
I'll cut you with my wiper blade, you better have financial aid,
But i will face fuck your mother with a first aid kit
And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that
I provide constructive criticism to aid in restoration.
And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin
You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass
Plagiarized swag, may arrive last
Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade
It would go against all that created us not to aid
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