I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet
Got me feel distress in the relationship situation's shit
You can pick the next room
Slice ya in half like a cartoon
I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last
Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half
And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit
In the relationship,but your body perfect , you really worth it
Preaching and spitting til i'm broke in pieces/
I've got muslims calling on jesus
And i’m talkin, passenger action
His heart broke slowly, it began to sink in,
If you out there let me hear you say
You get folded in half the orgami way,
It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance
Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe
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