Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die
Your wits are shit, keep talking and i'll take this here drill bit and shove it in your eye,
Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit
Theres cum all over your face and we gotta guess who's balls did it
The .45 for you niggas with nine lives
Maybe jab you in the eye several times.
Maybe jab you in the eye several times.
I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights
Still nobody cared, you could see by the look in his eye,
Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry
So i slipped my pickle in her eye
Weighin 165 and these tricks should die
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