Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...
Where every recipient, property of the state
I was twelve when the gunned you
Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo
At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters
Better yet they work my every nerve
F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,
They fasting they won't leave me ate
New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection
I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression
I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines
Im eating m&ms tonight cause i got a sweet tooth that bites
Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was
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