Being broke and it's a diddy ass world
Of being of always getting wired
So here i am at the store for some chips
King of the va, off of those toxins.
Here i go again, searching for love
Cause america the terror of,
Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental
Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential
Beaches of normandy.
And losin all his money
A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred
Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit
Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why
Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai
Top of my pile of bodies
Cause there could never be peace
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