And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
Not the days he spent so carefully, crafting words to his melody
One you did not dismantle fully.
On they twitter writing novels, see
You're uncool like my mother kin
His edgy fantasy slowly takin'
For what they've done to me mentally
You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three
With a bong fully loaded
Still listen to big
Mentally, it always gets the best of me
So gon' and be my dealer baby
And listen to me carefully
And you are you too, but bitch i'm three
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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