The way she walks and causes a fuss
I dwell within sadness
Entity of eternal freedom were black people strode
So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat
Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
Do it to attack and rap about the bad times, sadness
It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all
I'm the definition of sadness and bawl
Fertile internal eternal fraternal
You all niggas ain't even on my level
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