Losing my mind. tried to think through.
Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you
Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see
But i'm not revealing the stress of losing whitney
So look at my evolution and what the fuck you are losing
Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring
These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same
Proclaim my thoughts reasons and opinions and reclaim my thrown at the top of this rap "game",
And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore
God is at my window but the devils at my door
And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket
Im saying heres my virginity, take it
I'm battling these demons at the moment i am losing
You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling
My style is the newest, at rap i'm so fluent, everyone else is my pursuant
I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk
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