Yeah, see, breaking up is hard
Until all the air bubbles have popped.
They tryin to say that i don't care
I don't even breathe the same air
Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear
She showed no lover's care, mauled like she was just cuttin' air.
I'm steady well known from here to bel air
Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare
And them which is more of a circus than a fair
Multiple middle fingers in the air
With that weed in the air
Don't you leave a seed in there
It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair
Everyday we live and breathe the air
Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair
When they open the box and inhale the pale air.
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