She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday
On family day, i'm made to play, 'till ignorant men fade away,
Stop blamin me for everything, jesus
Now momma told me be careful who you love
Christ. did she go to elementary with jesus?
In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush
I ain't used to it, she got that hot love
Getting resurrected like jesus
Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts
It, till it's dizzy, that's when i wake it and throw it. but nothing works,
I'm chilling with jesus
Yeah, maybach poetic genius
It drives you, makes you way insane, 'till life just wastes away,
And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay
Together all the timethought it was true love
Jesus, he's the evilest elitist judas
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