Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match
One man band, ready to chant up an avalanche
Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry
Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high
Stagnant while infections regress the intentions,
As far as these bars, my flow life sentence
Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for
Taste the chowder as i waste the founder
Better than college, after that, students home
Leave the people thinking ya got down syndrome
Guess that's all you can expect form a nigga with downs syndrome
Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone
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