It's time for a change, but not this change,
While half my mental belongs in a cage
Shawty look half indian and never say a thing
About tipsy spirits, higher feelings, and tweaking
The man who wanted to change
When i pull up in that candy range
She wanted to fight at first
Its time to change the world
Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her
Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour
I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children
The division of reality and then my minds revision
Also i'm chopping misers grossly caused reduction
Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
With foreign names, valet the range
Now everyone finds the change
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