Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some
Turn your face pale white call that michael jackson
Benjamin paston and glue jackson
Okay you dancing drinking on your last one
We don't believe you, you need more people
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Always called a small dick you won't even notice their boner
And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
To this day, the game, will never be the same
Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote
With a dick so small still barely visible under a microscope,
Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit
No narcotics in my pockets, only got 1 jackson in my wallet
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