Ive come to get my respect im not half
I can tear your heart out when your chest and my five fingers clash
She love me cuss she know i smoking that good shit
He was coppin' hits and poppin' cris, he was a rocker kid,
Gonna bone that widow and make that widow mine
Stay my mind hazy blazing tastey pine
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