I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge
You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage
And inhospitable,
Shout out them strippers who hustle
As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
And i don't think homes
And nasty remains and bones
Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,
Caged, and the wonder is seen
Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed
Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,
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