You're uncool like my mother kin
Plus all the destruction.
I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love
I break the mass majority for riches
Got mass like a catholic preacher
The only time i flirt with her
I turned into something they never became
The quintessential destruction of the rap game,
My rhymes like a mass distraction weapon
No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son
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