I don't let that stress me out, i don't need my hairs turning gray.
Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day
So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea
By skies that bowed to rain, it was gray, prayed every day
And i don't care what a bitch say, i'mma be like this till i get gray
I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way
In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes
Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams
The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay
Everything picture perfect suddenly becomes gray,
#but #fuck #it like a gay parade, i'll leave y'all in that shade of gray,
Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay
For all emcees please read this rap, specially the last part: cause it contains a worth message
Or i'll challenge myself: i manage to give you brain damage and put you in a gray package
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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