Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
A+'s is all i create, fake's- make fusses and cusses they butt hurt
Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record
Credit card late fees
To blow up other countries,
Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on
Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong
And 808's and synths, riffs, and guitars, hard, for sure
I tell her it's my house, give her a tour
Move to europe, ah fuck it, blow it up,
Rapping roulette, this life is a drug
24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,
Put it on everything, history i'mma make
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