Fuck of man u smell like a garbage can
Fuck whoever said the rap game wasn't edible man
Fuck u, u don't get a sign of prevalence
So i guess that's where i hide my things
Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap
And surely gonna fuck u... fuck u down deep
And even if i do i know my momma gon be well
Fuck you go to hell u cheating son of a bitch i wish u fell
Your mind's boggled but i'm as deep as donald goines novels
Together all the timethought it was true love
I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule
Now u wanna fuck me...bt u haven't got that tool
The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that
It's tea time ill shove a crumpet down your throat, just donald trump it,
But i spent a bit on friday, in the night i hang with donald
But every other part of you make me wanna depart and
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