Plant a seed of a tree to which its shade you will never see,
But if you're just now buying tickets then i'm charging a late fee
God of the underworld
My future now being burned
Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,
An obstacle ill hurdle it while i keep the purple lit
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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