And tired of his shit and tries to just split
Everything is just full of shit.
Full of drugs, over inflated figures
When they twist and talk with they fingers
Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again
Staring at the physical evidence of my pain
Big said it, more money more ills
Belly full of paper bills
Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard
Except feel the pain stabbing through my heart
With a heart full of hate
She self made, i'm self made
Full course meal ingesting the pain
I wanted the money and never the fame
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