Ain't like my job or guys i employ
Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy
I tried my best to be there when you wanted to talk
The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop
But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep
Your parents wanted to get rid of you with a gift receipt,
Need to stay original and be myself say hey art
This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard
And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush
And i got nothing to do but make you look stupid as parents
This shit get critical, always gotta get different one
I hear your parents took you to a dog show, looks like you won.
I always wanted to watch you fester slow
Now i'm laying out at the delano though
For 9 years in spain had the time share
Haters say, "hey great" then turn back to drag hair
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