Listening to your garbage’s got me feeling trapped in a small cage/
Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change
Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised
Should read the small print here's a small hint,
Dont care if your as small as a micro,
I miss you at my recent show
You get hit wit a small dose
Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose
I'd rather have me no job than no heart
Like a small garage in your backyard
Now i'm missing the point like a circumcised penis,
Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips
You can never tell me that i'm not hungry
We can do it for ya for a small fee
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