She would throw a pout how i'm showing out
Fuck a pest, we ain't in raid drought
Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand
Crush your life to ashes and sand
I used to write rhymes, all day and all night
Fed the bitch pesticides and let the pest decide
Hot like florida sand bitch
Trying to give them light and a message
I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends
Dinin on this pest with these tyrannical texts
Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent
Every time i'm rappen i thought i was a beast in fact i was considered a pest
Poke out from behind her
Than a ghetto blaster
Sicker than a tick pest
Then push the milk on a slow bend
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