Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil
Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal
I'm on my grown man b.i you see why
I grab the eagles and make them birds fly
The way that it calms, but i feel like powered eagles,
My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks
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