He wasn't ever there to read him books or play
Just to go to liv on a sunday
12 year old books going through your fuckin temple
O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general
I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand
From the street, with her books, looking in, as she passed,
I try to create authentic answers, but it's hard enough to keep to my books
Runnin a liberation, neutralization comes to mind when my rhymes meet yours,
I try to create authentic answers, but it's hard enough to keep to my books
But all that comes out is my eccentric manners, it screws up all my looks
They call me conscious, and i think i'm better
Reading books on female anatomy for leisure
For the record, this not in the books
So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours
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