Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag
His blunder was misshapen, try stay on track
Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck
Inspired enough to one day grow up
Toil and blunder of a young single mother
And none drum, iller than ninth wonder
Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds
Move onto the next, never knew love was complex,
And when i flee, all the bees come after me
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
Surrender no? then blunder at first bell, you'll need a rep reconstruction
I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
Niggas in the street scared
Constant complex content
Depressions getting worse, i need to flee
You can never tell me that i'm not hungry
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