Who swore i'd wouldn't live till twentynow they gotta cope
With your problems little dick i aint the pope
They all require more attention than a pope,
It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke
That's the window into the sky
Just like a priest whose preaching on high
Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga
So i pray to those pastors who crackers, but all the think of me is i'm a
Pack the pastors in the back then euthanize all the slackers
This ain’t for all and every people, don’t compare me to rappers
I am ryu-like to the fiend
So may be i should go to a priest
Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out
To be a priest and speak aloud
Wale folarin somethin they can't ever smoke
#fish out of #water #slaughter #daughters like i'm #damian #pope
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