Asshole flowers, going home
You're the corner stone
Rhymes i shot up your asshole.
It's apart of her goal
Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck
It's how i make the buck,
Rose an angel we saw precious,
I think found where your mind was
But i could call you glass joe, asshole!
Timmy got his bike stole
Or a sunday fry x4
I'm on deck i'm up next
So while the world goes drake crazy
A guiding angel to see
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