Pray to god i don't catch ya or i'll cut ya and eat your blood like ketchup
Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck
She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed
And as i can't gather enough food to eat
Like d. lector and g-mo i got a potty mouth
And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house
Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot
Your brother tried to suck my d but i ain't no fruit
I eat em up like a carnivore
Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor
Like i ran my d / in their big rhino asses
So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love
They giving pounds and that before get the money
I'm choosing to dance, but i can't dance like jason d
Hey i ate carrots today to be like doc dray, i eat carrots to be a blue jay
They got you trapped, you're better off gettin shot upi'm convinced self-defense is the way
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