All he has is his mind, which has left him alone.
And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne
Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her
God has blessed her, prada dresser
But is it really cocky if you know that it's true
Attendin aa meetings just to get away from you,
The richest place on earth
Yet your cd has no buyers,
And they respect that, say that i'm real man
Which rapper has been going ham
Thomas, clay aiken no gay shit, ass naked
But my labor has culminated,
Aristotle has arrived
To my unborn child
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