I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental
Cause i have the soul of a god and the body of a mortal
Overspread my whole body
Hail mary nigga, run quick see
I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines
Separate your body and soul and schedule you a time with the heavens
This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket
I sold my body, soul, mind and everything to this rap shit.
Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll
In the mind of a living soul to separate them as a whole
Wisdom is loaned to encode the mind for soul and corrode
So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat
Like it's embeded into your soul
You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll
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