Good kids make bad grown ups
Then got high from butt plugs
Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,
This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
Shout out chicken getting chicken
See with a district columbia vision
And it weighs a ton
When i eat that chicken,
I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children
Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,
I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup
And it was nothing to you but hands on my butt
A hell of motherfucking road blocks
In your butt it slips 'n' pops.
And the word most important
Busta cap in your freaking butt and
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