Or send me to hell cause i ain't beggin for my life
But many suffer other in case of my knife
Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears
Kids use to make fun of my pointy ass ears, so i started chuggin beers,
I was framed, got the case of salts
And three hours in the showers with the corpse
Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards
I was framed, got the case of salts
Chomping at your oxygen chords
I was framed, got the case of salts
Corona beers with a round of alligator clips
I just embrace it and take it in within my essence
Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like
Pussy and patron make you feel alright
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