Well, i have a gram cupcake mix
I do it for the classics
"what the hell am i suppose to do"
Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you
So anything do is everything to you
And with the little bit that i have left to do,
Catch you up on places i've been
Maybe someone will do the stitchin'
The sins just do not quit.
Yeah, rack, rack city shit
What the fuck do i do
I bet that mirror gon show you
Still there for you
Nor all the things you do.
Yeah, the kid in this thang
Do you hear the bullet clang?
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