Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip
Your less shocking than a socket,
I'm hoping i confess
I couldnt give a fuck less
And i'mma keep ya fresh
My hate, it's too much, it's too less
Carefree i don’t need the stress
And i confess that i'd stress out less,
On the road less taken
Something wicked this way come
In reality you less.
To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success
They're makin the game's rep less
Baby i’mma mess, mess
Yes sir, please confess
And completely response less
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