So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring
I aint even done shit, and i guess she's already bleeding
Even met lil wayne there, proof? that nigga aint scared
Why would i worry? i am forever blessed
Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce
You aint got time for no hoes, i aint even got time for time off
Even though you aint here now you will stay in my heart,
She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art
Am i crazy? maybe, but fucked up is how i been lately
You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby
May just gon' bring hobo back
You aint even got a pack
Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city
The hardest four bars, and i aint even count to three
Then some lady named billie holiday
I aint even phased by the shit that you say
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