And she looking for them trees, baby we got some
The person who made this shirt a fuckin' demon
My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun
Snapped our friendship, you filled a treason, that spewed the demon
My g"s have been handcuffed,
Im happier when high and drunk
And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see
To become a demon, reamin joy from everybody,
I grasp the defining soul of demon,
Top ranked, number one my son
Let me rideuntil i get free
A demon that feeds of my inner g
Sippin lemonade while holdin back a demon hound
They stop the whole game everytime i come around
9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son
Like, what the fuck is that achieving you demon
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