Marshmallows inside my pen
Tried perfecting my letters n
More mistakes could be made ‘n
Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again
I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business
I rap about what i know, not dying, counterfeit and bliss
Kill them with kindness, like dorthy show them bliss. they'll melt like the witch,
When we rumble, it's a catastrophyout for revenge on bitch
The first kiss, man how i miss that bliss,
The tables are turned i can't take this
I just wanna be higher than that
But its bliss to not see some shit
After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard
Fate was cold n' twisted, they had coexisted in bliss for the comfort
Tried perfecting my letters n
If a nigga didn't fake like them
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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