When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep
Karma seeps in to the hearts of the weak
But karma is too late,i'm gonna have a revenge,
Yo, you little niggas better check my french
These rappers stink i make em bloodied body but then karma came
Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again
Question is, is it anxiety or is it just my heart,
I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art
Hard to imagine karma that people get
Sb horror pack monsters under my bed
And this will be the song that we sing
What is it? it is nothing,
Your bad is what is alleged
Black nigga with intellect
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