Spiralling down for what seems and eternity,
Secret service insurgents observe me nervously
No not the heiress just one from an escort service
You know better not to mess with my verses..
Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,
Writing line after line i never quit, finish the lyrics now its time to spit.
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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