Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled
Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,
Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see
I milk this game like udders, kill these faggots utterly.
I splash your dirty ass,
Got my foot on the gas
Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,
I'm why baby mommas leave
And when it come to the cash
Before i kick your ass
Quick to burn yo bitch ass
...that's all i have
Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lessoncourt cases keep me guessin', plea bargain
But it's for blood i'm starvin', every day another face on a new milk carton
Cause she sees n believes im so damn slick/make the girl quake from my milk shake
But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make
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