I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression
So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin
I m not making u feel that u r my dear...
So on my way here i hit a couple of queer
Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...
If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret
Listen to every word that i slur
I"m the designated driver
And that they love to see us all go to prison or die
After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...
Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
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