Talkin bout all my hopelessness without a focused wish and these doping kids
Engineering, medicine, religion, fine arts, and built the great pyramids
Look the mastermind, took the masters mind
All my life i was very deprived
All hard days of my life i face..
Left brain, super 3, creator ace
It's pie in the sky and there's bodies on the cement
Feelin' all but 'bout to falter, so lonesome my ego's bent
Talkin bout that trill life
And when i start to rise
Her phone in the bag, she dancing
My sadness was passing
Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive
Prepare for the bout of yo life
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