After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...
I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry
Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser
Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her
I did everything to be the best
That happen to act like a black president
And i got the heart of a fighter,
Baby, you know who you are
Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face
Anything is possible, no matter how tall or how much the fighter weighs!
And everyone i know, knows i'm the best,
Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west
I fucking hate this job
I smoke on the best smoke
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