This aint a joke, this is my life history
And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see
This thing that you could imagine
In the land of the rising sun
Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand
Apparently we're sharing this generic plot of blessed land,
Till i land in the land of flames and disbelievers of morals
And all we lack is communication like service sucks
And now he's telling me "fuck rap" focus on history,
Shout out to sha money, signed me in a hurry
Once as a slave who imagined being free
And by the time you read this,you'll be history
And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys
Like my life seems fine and full of life
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