So have i, so get set to dine 'fore someone has an anxiety attack tonight
Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right
Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims
I wanna spit something to have an impact for once
Of impactful things one can ask for
But you soon will discover
I dont use the internet for my rhymes im old school always have an encyclopedia,
From you. you're the one holding me back at the club or maybe the pub down the
Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat
I feel like we're in a fairy tale, but hell yeah it's a joke
//as i have an illness and somedays can't rap/talk without it hurting,
I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
I just want another, wars inside i discover, full of clutter,
It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her
Pardon me i have an arsenal of artistry articulating and slaughtering
Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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