Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep
Weak asses, need glasses cause they're finding their feet!
Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry
Constant criming, 9 to 5ing, not surprising the timing of finding my
If finding somebody real is your fucking problem
And you down, hold it down for my nigga them
An immoral immortal
Cause it doesn't seem really as simple
The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying
Because man you better get writing, but there is still a feeling i'm finding
The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say
In the hopes of gettin' lucky and finding a way
While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines
I hope that you're finding it better than some kinda redder heinz
Redan road, that’s my street
An immortal technique
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