A shithole, but still i change the whole game in a sense,
A.m to p.m, i'll extract your brain stem like some precious gems.
The social outcast but everybody knew his name.
The creator of this shit funk volume dame,
When i hear a beat and spit it's history
My identity is a mystery
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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