I'm done man i don't really give a fuck who wins me you or the next guy i
Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry
Fistful of wood, twisted for the good
I don't give a fuck what the 80's did
So talk all the shit you want i don’t give a fuck
Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck
But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep
I don’t give a fuck about you bragging rappers packing heat,
The real muscle in the message of that
I hope you don seen i just killed this shit
I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret
It's obvious that i don't give a fuck about a lot of shit
Pardon me if i'm sweating you but
This stream of words without meaning made me stuck
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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