Its about time you mature
Hold up, maryland, i am so tour
Maintaining my modest modest as i dream
Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.
Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,
The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
Though independently active, somehow they act in synch,
I'm just trying to find a chick that's flier than my prior bitch
And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday
Game over to a federals addict to coffee i must say
Fire in the hand, supplier of the man
Still strong like coffee at the five a.m.
Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on
Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don
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