Might as well get it off yo’ chest
I dont want this to end
Tallk about pussy, which is fat
Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad
I always come prepared, i keep a tire on my rear end,
Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend
And he just fell asleep in his car eating three musketeers in the rear seat
So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat
Murdered every bod from my squad
Haters hate me cause i rap odd
So on my way here i hit a couple of queer
Then disappear like a deer, who got #hit #by #the #rear.
Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped
My lyrics are shockers i stay on the bridges illusions feel vivid my pineal gland
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