As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive
Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,
I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface
Dial up words but they're not in service
All of my chains got it lookin sunny
Yea dank weed pays my bills, feeds my tummy
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