Into a world, with no order,
But he keeps on neglecting his daughter
They're the reason for my lyrical mental state,
To be confident in my lyrics or no one will saint
Bout what was in her purse much,
I'm a saint you ain't gonna step up
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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