This is a song about "Daisy may"

Sorry, i may be jittery

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

And whatever may come

It's slight blemishes and life system

Brotha lynch may be mean

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

She do everything i say

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

You ugly fuck,forget beyonce,target duck daisy

Well i may be crazy

Bait baby, wait baby

Tell shorty i may change

Said her hearts, in a cage

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

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