This is a song about "Comment"

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I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

*stuck on hook, but i like the rest, comment would be great*

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

Let me go comment, "oh hey, look, a good blueprint",

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

Make emcees vomit then i comment of how the want to commit

Leaving a jaw in awe unable to f-f-f-fucking comment.

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

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Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

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:30-1:02- its young zeke watch me rise and glowmy words come up encrypted with gold,

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

Doesn't anybody even comment? look at props that you got,