That's how i got the weed spot
You look up to me like im a god
No one really hates it
Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit
But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see
Desperately praying above guess what god said to me
Ow god the supspense has been killing me,
Look it something they can't ever see
But god is there to catch me and help me through somehow.
Memories of my nigga but he dead now
The proverbial lemonade that i made
God bitch, you about to make me suffocate!
That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money
Trying to find god but he always seems to hide from me
You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty
My father hates me, this it what it seems to be
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