Guess i’m different than most
Riddles and jokes and scary crows
Nightmare on any street
And stop playing hide and seek,
Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
Oldest nation on this earth
And their mothers and fathers
She crazy, that stalker shit
And some strawberries and some chocolate
And get caught, in the moment
Grab the scissors and saws and
And kill yourself and your clique
I’m way harder than the concrete
And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different
And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and
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