You got pets? me too: mine are dead
Skies are black, clouds are red
She is far bizarre
When you know that you are
Im happier when high and drunk
Why are you crying, are you frightened.
I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not
My bitches are wet my bitches are hot
All them bitches converse with me off that react juice
Mushrooms, a plume to pollute the youth
Just because of who we are,
The engine in back of my car
Messing with 6 mario rappers on mushrooms
This the district where politicians is fucking goons
Im courtside, wizard game
Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame
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