Social conditioning and
But nah, he is quite different
It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance
My bars are harder than ancient artifacts, so sit back and relax
I be on the highway dirty, crunch time
Book of poetics, like ancient relics when i rhyme
Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
Or closed casket for our troubles
Attributes of aristotle from the era of alabaster archways and ancient aqueducts.
Without the glovesno love for these fake desperadosand thugs i bleed to envysmoke and blow out they blunts
Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
Me and satan vacatin to ancient alien places
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
I'm in ancient greece, getting head from aphrodite
I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see
Ancient regimes believed in absolutism related to aryan supremacy
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