Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
Fucking nonexistent as my fucking competition
Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet
Brain compulsions, fucking with my head
●i dont fucking sell my soul
It's apart of her goal
Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing
On my fucking dick, it's jerking
Cause fucking imagination is my thing,
The time is now, on everything
Your chick said i'm hot
Cause i got my fucking glock,
Just expose my own fucking membranes
Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates
You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir
God, my life is a fucking disaster.
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