Cant stress on how much i love this stuff.
Cause my thing something vicious
I beat myself up too much
Yeah, we get this cabbage
In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see
Could never get a girl to love him, too much fat on his belly
That's aids to the ill
Dammit i have too much skill
On my fifth spliff now, too much weed ive been smoking,
Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king
Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since
I shit on niggas so much i'm jdot or josh dukies on toilets
Think that i put too much on my tray.
For a perfect mother’s day
Ended up drinkin too much bacardi
America's most wanted like chi ali
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