All these bitches giving me stress instead of giving me head
Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead
Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt
Took your time tryna figure it all out.
Replacin it with happiness and take away all your fears.
My city's culture to the game now in existence
And the governor couldn’t give one fuck
Ho, your gonna eat it all up
I hear your vocals your giving it weak
She too bad to pass, so fine i'm gon' speak
And i end up giving your kids dat bread.
Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead
A real life viking, shout out to st. paul
For god is holding your hand through it all
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