Whatever i spit, you love it,
The dead society of a poet
Hoping that nobody don't notice
All because i can't feel love
Damn i think i love her
Pour out a little liquor
You know i love you right,
And if i want to go outside
I'm breathing for a purpose
I want a girl to love
That will be enough
Yet the things that i love
I said i love these hoes i love these hoes
Everything i wanted never seem so close
Now you speaking my language
I love my dick like i love my bitch
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