Ain't like my job or guys i employ
Fuck shane battier that nigga a soft boy
Im that adolescent mc whos attested, not to mess with no questions
I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines
For crying out loud im just a white boy
Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy
The world's too much for the soul to enjoy
Start a mosh pit in that crowd boy
Im a tity boy, no need to explain,
Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim
Thuggin' till the day i die
Oh wait that aint right im not a guy
Im not all about that fake shit
Shop at saks fifth like it's a target
That is ran buy jesus' crusifiction, but im not in the position
So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin
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