Well you're just an idiot.
You're emotional bitch, fuck your period
No freemason if you an athiest like william bateson
Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one
Until i was called upon again,
On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them
All these so called new schoolers
Penncounting pennys over tha years
We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though
My dick was an arrow i fucked her so hard and she called me a wacko
You see now that nigga lonely
Make an idiot outta me
Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that
I'm experienced you're the weariest for a raw idiot
This illiterate idiot thinks he got a chance of winning this
So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service
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