Or was i just a desolate being
Any young nigga with visions when he's sleeping
Plagiarized swag, may arrive last
A couple of hookers, nice ass
Saying they this and that
Just a kid tranna rap
Get off a key like i can’t sing
I believed in a higher being.
You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid
I'm tired of being a stale white punk ass kid, that raps about poppin off the pill lid,
Young rascal flatts - young ass kid ass could rap
Cause now you got me hopped up on that
A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/
Waiting/showing you her beauty if she's naked
Of a kid with no exuberance
She likes the way it hits her lips
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