When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats
Can't stand these hacks gettin' cash and contracts for their wack raps
Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for
That's the work of the reaper, doing contracts for the preacher,
Say a grown man can separate lust from love
Contracts made from flesh written in blood i'm speechless,
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