Not working. shot, choking, broken.
So now she picks up the gun
Why? coz the silence had to be broken
I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from
Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal
Sit and think sinful, so i grab the mic and shrink pencil,
My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental
Breakin walls my hammers a pencil,
Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental
Darken facades decay as i sharpen.. this pencil,
I just had my fucking empathy broken
We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young
Fuck it when my pencil breaks
We back on these highways moving cakes
Real slow yea i'll make you feel special
Here's the pensive, grab a pencil
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