And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
More money that mean less sleep
And kill yourself and your clique
And last but not least please don't tell no one
Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron
All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government
And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and
Shout out my nigga miles
Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,
And nasty remains and bones
Fake niggas get dial tones
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different
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