Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself
This verse was a message to my sixteen year old self
Stab my self to death and end the suffering tonight
When you was leaving, did he put up a fight
I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat
Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set
I haven't been my self but now my personality is starting to unfold and undress!
Bunch of so sayers, when they go to sleep tonight, well i just hope they said their prayers
Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit
Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic
Might as well pre pay
I want to live my way
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