But got comma’s in my statement
Social conditioning and
Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold
Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,
Aye rich, another 5 on the g men
And get it again and again
As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
Guess i’m different than most
Riddles and jokes and scary crows
Where you welcome to problems
Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
Fake niggas get dial tones
And nasty remains and bones
Caged, and the wonder is seen
Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,
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