Satan already let me in even before i arrived
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived
I arrived at my school, realize i was cool
I don't kiss and tell, that's so middle school
I can get straight to the cash
The anger that she has,
Fuck, clean up on aisle six
Time has stopped like matrix
Aristotle has arrived
Cause i’m back on my grind
All he has is his mind, which has left him alone.
I got a love jones for your body and skin tone
I arrived in michigan, just looking at all the scenery which wasn't very pleasing
Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
And a mother who will never le-eave me
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
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