Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Hear what i said honey?
Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids
This world is sick and these voices i can never fix.
From voices of dead memories because of my bad choices.
Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love
Am i the only one that makes weird choices?
I can teach you all the sounds of love
Is what i hear all along/
Uh, red bottoms and a thong
Psyched up hearing voices i ain't schizophrenic devils advocate influencing choices
So i gotta take itya never know when it's all gonna happentha rappen or tha drugs
And word i blew off herb i grew
Keep talking, i can't hear you
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