No fiction, mentally dis function,my mind talks why should i mention
New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection
Metaphor, chilling with better whores
We made fun out of our jazz talks
She’s the reason that i know
Call me whatever joe
No, just put us on death row
I aint santa, but i know know know
But i kind of like the way that it talks
It ain't gon' be no back and forth
Double m g forever though
I just wanna let you know
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