My motherfucking doctor said i need a doctor
She begins to decay, to become a slaughter
My soul begins to seek, research discovered the truth uncovered and devised
Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find
By the phone, no call
To love me at all at all
Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great
Gauges in each chamber facing no risk or danger, it begins to take
Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference
Don't over-think it, if you over-think it its over before it begins
You love me to no ends, but that image begins to fade,
Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight
The real muscle in the message of that
He finally begins to rap,
Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions
He forces me to do these things, once he starts it, my pain begins.
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