This girl at seven eleven is fucken cute
Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot
And now it's real, the power kills me, how to pay for college shit,
Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit
It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit
And now it's real, the power kills me, how to pay for college shit,
Some cities conceive the weirdest community of committees
Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities
Maybe even better, man i'll sever where your throat's at
This is the second best idea that we’ve ever had
I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries
Look at me man to man into my eyes
What if barack's skin was all black, truthfully
Connecting with the community
Stir up all these feelings inside of her
Kills the mother, kidnaps the daughter
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