Fake niggas get dial tones
And nasty remains and bones
Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds
See this depression and aspergers and god knows what else
Riddles and jokes and scary crows
Every night i stroke hoes
And a fridge and some broccoli
We get the bread and the crumbs, young money
Grab the scissors and saws and
Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt
And don't ever (and don't ever)
Just blink twice and i’m there where you are
Let's enjoy our younger years
Aspergers, fast learners
But got comma’s in my statement
Social conditioning and
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