I came through with diseased semen on my pen
Well quit calling me a white rapper then.
Leg into place so i can dip into her inner river, i slither, in a finger,
Look at you, what makes you ashamed of bein blacknothin' but love for you my sister
Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk
Falling back into old habits, got to make a statement
And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin
A sound of tin breaking my reflections, start inspection
Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered
Well then you're a contradiction, or maybe just a jerk
Locked his woman into a vent there and then,
Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them
Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip
Never had a wallet, money falling out my pocket
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