This nigga jasper trying to get grown
In my house i'm all alone
See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion
I'll be chillin in the rap house with you out lookin in.
House and then the mini flat apartment in the city cracks,
She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance
You feeling when you be drillin' that shit
Im in her white house like a politic
It's like every step that i take in this house
Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds
Choices make it pointless haunted things in my bed,
I say i put it so deep now she a cone head
House gets raided at 3 in the morning
First off congratulations on the win
I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper
Haunted elements and answers in the eloquence of cancer
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