I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want
And shove my rhymes up your ass and declare you a fraud.
Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying
When i declare invasion, there ain't no time to be stare and gazing
And i'll declare lyrical war, on this racist dumbass.
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again
I accept my limitations and declare i shall dissolve them
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