I put that nigga in his casket
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
And 808's and synths, riffs, and guitars, hard, for sure
I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,
Off jump boo, cudi give you funk
My g"s have been handcuffed,
You, you, you have to pay for that
The outline which you n****s out dated
But i remain the good kid
I don't give a fuck what the 80's did
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