This is a song about "Examine"

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

And i like the hoes that need passion

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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