My homeboy brave he annoy brothers so he in grave like others
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Say goodbye to my gpa, but still i got time so i can't quit/
Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,
I should use the unsigned verses call me in for my midnight urges
Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions
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