O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick
The final war of the whack and sick
Crackin' me up that you're havin' this laughable fantasy
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
You know i am not gon stop
Came bursting out in one final shot,
And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good
Fantasy falls apart leaving me so frustrated
Die young, corpse identified by your parents
They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds
To grow up in a perfect storybook fantasy
At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey
Now i'm working on a final project i can show
Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow
They say i'm too nice to be a rapper
Apocalypse now cue the final chapter
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