Ore voir to the doubters, and a punt is every challenge
And smoke wannabe emcess like a bag of cabbage
That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama
There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh
What a feeling of overcoming the odds
Come to my show you'll see/sea sickness no boats or yachts
How the fuck you wipe your ass
The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass
I can barely wipe my ass
Up until i hit glass
Shes got blue eyes you can ''sea'' trough,
Or shift keys or it i placement cause
Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played
Yesterday's irrelevant so raise your glass and celebrate
Shut the fuck up little cabbage-patch activists, class slackers,
My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve
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