I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come
It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb
Uh ha, you know what
Lifes a big garbage truck
Wood chain with a jesus
Ego big as a bus,
This life i chose
Mustache and a big nose,
Then push the milk on a slow bend
A childhood being depressed,
Hold up yea we the best
A childhood being suppressed,
Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being
Just tell me that i ever meant anything
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