I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most
He told me that i was good enough to promote
Told me i was going to grow up to be a prostitute standing
Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping
I wish a mother fucker would try me,
Cause im on sum g shityoung money
To eat a half a cup of cinnamon i was inspired rap by my brother and eminem
He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run
I knew there was brother, some sisters and a mom ‘n’ dad
Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack
And if i was a fool i would believe fate,
We would like to call this an appreciation tape
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