Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill
Your lyrical skills will make me physically ill?
Ill make you bleed so much you'll need a tampon
Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong
Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played
Im quiet but dont make no mistakes, fuck with me, ill stick you with this blade.
Y'all similes is literal shit
Ill solid bars that make you vomit
Damn, papa i know you ain't proud
Cause everytime yall come around
Gonna blow the roof off and make you proud
To come and change my life around
Sometimes two people jump their feelings out
And smoke all day to make them pro stoners so proud
Of which im not exactly proud of,
The long road to success is dangerous
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