They got no sense and no brain
Then lost my faith again
But let me be 100, see monogamy's redundant
Like salt and pepper, no equivalent
And, there's no time so fit,
You gone make me flip then split your shit
Just you and i no smoking no ashtray
And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way
Inferior, but i'm nice
Had no ambitions and no drive.
And your mamma got her bubs out (no),
Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow
Who think that swearing is the best weapon.
And you believe when a rapper wan' be one
Oh, not again! another critic writing report
With another tab open swearing from my keyboard
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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