But got comma’s in my statement
Social conditioning and
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important
Grab the scissors and saws and
I'm ring winnin, my jeans different
Now it's time to eat
They laugh and scream and leap
One man’s pain is another man’s pleasure
And don't ever (and don't ever)
They ain’t fuck with me neither, 15 and high on reefer
All yall rappers kittens so im taking out the liter
And inhospitable,
I'm modest, and humble
From the back seat, back seat
And stop playing hide and seek,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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