Y’all feed it to the preacher’s mouth and call it christianity
Surrounded by the irony of living in the city
While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men
I've been scribbling rhyming syllables since the age of ten
I love the way you walk
Im the new kid on the block
And even now my mind tries to delete the memories of an old age,
And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange
Im the queen of new orleans
They bringing me fish and chips
You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot
The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,
See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess
This so called new age of rappers are variety less,
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