If i can leave this place, and just get away
Im going to be in your nightmares and dreams of the day
Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
I can construct torture devices not known to the middle ages
It's just another day in the life of the author
Well i'm fruit punch concentrate and they water
Because at the end of the day,
Same shit you said yesterday
Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive
Each day n night, for the rest of my life,
And drew up a blue image of the day she died
Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right
The broke me couldn't buy you meals, not even a value meal
Jesus christ, the king of these latter-day saints here
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