I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh
And thats why i got all this food on my tray, nigga
Maybe it's hatred i spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit
Only reason you exist bitch i need food to eat
This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep
I see the devil grinning, as if he winning
She's every love song that i love singing
I love doing damage, i love going savage, i'ma pulverize this faggot
Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red
Didn't talk for months/ hid food because i couldn't get
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