Go for mine, that ball shit, pour ciroc 'til i'm nauseous
Into fickle forces, we dine with hell and headless corpses.
The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again
This's yo fate, when you seek to play with the fickle dame
As i light one for ill will
Drown out thoughts fleeting and fickle
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