Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?
Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,
Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions
Its absurd but im certain this person is lurking behind curtains
Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,
Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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