"rappers don't paint pictures with words
That try to chase these skirts
Just say he's the best
In other words no contest.
While i'm in the back talkin' to my other broad
No money no talk,no energy no walk
Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters
Started playing with words, like i was payin' the curse.
Slurring nouns and verbs and fucking curse words at the worthless
I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love
Tina perm your fucking weave
Your words no longer increase
The birds i knew flip birds
No grief into these words
In other words i'm getting money
Did the best i could, raised in insanity
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