We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue
One thing i know baby i wanna be with you
I fucking hate you, listen to my rap while i rape you
Might be leaving with me before the night is through
I hate you queers and some drags
Living out of bags
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
Thats why every single day i think about that very corner
There's one last thing i want you to know about this girl i know *music ends*
Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects
The realism i see inside you is fake / (so you hate)
Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight
Still you don't know one thing about me?
If you ain't about money
Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight
I think about it every day and night
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