Catch you up on places i've been
As i christen your children
I was lost in my thoughts like drifting out to sea
Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party
Cocaine, he had that game in a smash
Still hurts though lettin go with the bass
She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say
Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay
Cook a verse send it out hardly a look
Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took
Why not me the same thing
Make you choke while i'm ripping
So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation
It cook up imagination to generations of our nation
Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke
We will hack and cough till we choke
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