This is a song about "Naked guys"

Too many guys i already slay

Yeah ain't that what the song say

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Wake up six hours later naked on the table

Contributing the real shit

While guys were wastin time credit

This is something different

This freaking wise guys fucked

Why didn't i kill those fucking guys..

We hustle to survive

My brain is more insane than a rapist, or a stateless racist, i'll strip you naked

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

You can get naked or just keep on your shirt

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

She butt-naked swimming, i'm paying for no attention

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