I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
Who ya think ya is bitch, one of the girls
A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind
Its time for the new king who is out of his mind
Awkward kid in need of a mom who cared/ dressed like a boy
This is for everyone to read and enjoy
3m's on my new balance
So be scared of my actions
Boy you better know who you're messin' with
Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith
Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done
Jewish getting married in the church of st. sebastian
Am i just a country boy, who rocks
What a feeling of overcoming the odds
No girlfriends, i know a lot of bitches
A fear of commitment with
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