Try to keep your spirits up, lil vodka whatever
It's her eyes and smile that looks like sacred treasure
I'm just fucking round in class
While i'm rubbing on that ass
I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class
Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas
You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for
Cause the whoever is the oppressor gets the treasure.
Why probe our ass
Along with the whole class
The white working class is the majority, the upper class,
I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last
I wrecked her treasure because i'm ribald
No wonder why when times get hard
They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends
Writin' lyrics previously locked inside treasure chests,
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