This is a song about "Examine"

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Go back to your dresser, i'll examine you, i'm a lyrical professor,

When the police examine your body, they'll instanly know

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

So if it comes down, may the best man win

But our eyes can not examine

Were to examine this he would wonder how the fuck i come up with these lyrics,

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