This is a song about "Buns"

Why haven't you fled, run! your fat #buns gonna be part of my #mac's lunch

Look into your eyes i realize that i like you so much

Im way too hot so many run, the rest get cooked n served like dennys buns.

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

But it wasnt worth it cause now im gettin stared down by guys who wanna fuck my buns,

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