You don;t thin anymore
Mirror mirror on the wall
Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,
My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill
When he on the road and don't know where to go,
Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though
Didn't know where to go, didn't know where to sleep
But little old me with the few facts that i speak
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
Don't know where to begin, i guess the devil is within
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