But my issues where to cruel for you
We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue
Had to deal with all the issues
Its cold as shit in this booth
You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose
Im a fucked up filipino with a fuck ton of issues/
Stripped of all basic necessities, given a new identity
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key
They say with for purpose comes identity
Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital
Life's difficult, my issues have left me analytical.
You a lady boss, now you fly free
And make fools wanna change their identity
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