Burnin up my fever is back, that's how i got ill
So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill
I turned down a quarter mil to pitch a mobile phone
Whining and complaining about when you coming home
Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch
Thank fuck this is just lyrics we don't need to adjust the pitch
I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest
A fever in disguise this guy's high's sufficed with this list
And the blogger has their reviews in rear view
Fever really runnin feel the heat between us two
And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth
You mother fuckers could pitch utter wonders,
Optimism - wishin' make you too content
Wanna hear me, go wait in line and pitch a tent
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