Its no days off, although i'm bored to work
Chilling with this asshole, he call himself sweatshirt
Jay electronica and earl sweatshirt still have got it,
I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit
That's word to mr. sweatshirt let me get back
I don't know why i'm even on this track
I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth
I cant forget mr moosey moose, last birthday he bought some used nike shoes,
Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears
Your pitiful stop i'm the devil in nike airs
The fittest crew like a pair of nike jordan tennis shoes,
But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth
See you spot lk on the back, snap back, nike jacket, you can't hack it, it all fit right/
Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight
But, justin you wouldn't have the hood behind you if you wearing a sweatshirt
Took you forever to get dressed, i acknowledge your effort
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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