The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
Seventy percent allegedly leaning towards love and jealousy
Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous
You and i aren't that fortunate in our hunting for love,
Platinum and gold, you gots to love that
Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap
And my kick game beyond crazy
And i know love me baby
My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers
You mother fuckers could pitch utter wonders,
What could you do ?if it was up to you
Everyone wonders where we gone off to
Who cares about hearts and love
Ships that sail to distant places
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