Cause america the terror of,
Cause this nigga done got jealous
Top of my pile of bodies
E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees
I'll teach you how to take it slow
Return of the king of flow
Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators
Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors
Of potential cases
That's why i shine like i does
Now i can draw your face up pretty
Thoughts of immortality
Well, i have a gram cupcake mix
Out of this coviction of feelings
February cold as my heart
Your yard, full of pieces of lard
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