Wipe it away, love the sinner, don't hate, erase the sin,
I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion
Eventually leading you to depression
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
You're uncool like my mother kin
That the world's in great depression
Skill pays the bills, love rap hate them pills,
Silicone bitches got the confidence
From this pain and depression.
Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win
I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate
And god himself, bringing in the love and taking away the hate
Never let the game play youand for the fame
Hate drake, love jay and kanye, and blame wayne,
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