Ironic we on air, but they never let us breathe
Your lifespan shall decrease, refuse to believe
Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips
Percentage of the homeless, don't decrease over the years
My anger grows and patience is on the decrease,
Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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