Secret service insurgents observe me nervously
My punch lines make you bleed internally,
Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,
Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service
Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,
Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?
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