Call me lazy, i ain't your baby
What the fuck happened to me?
Fuck you fuck u off and move to the next lad
Two times for the chicks with the right bag
U got fire? nope, ur skills about as alive as the pope/
Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat
Where the fuck the chorus
That's why i shine like i does
I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke
From osama, obama and the vatican pope
And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat
This is a joke. could rap bout dissin the pope/
'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck
I mean what fuck? what the actual fuck?
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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