Fuck you, i'm a subject without my permission
Their buddy who has the best shit burned ip the fiction
Hey little boy, im back again
Marshmallows inside my pen
Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay
I got my shit rocked, but hey,
And it is not ok, but hey,
How i think about you every day
Just to make it in this broadway lights
Number nine, your buddy carl's diggin my lines
Atl was tipping them
But hey i'm not a person
No such thing as sympathy, more money my remedy
Friends get jealous, catch a body on every buddy
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