No preference, irrelevant
Off jump boo, cudi give you funk
No specific pick , no particular list.
That burden's on my soul as long i exist
I'm everything that they call nice
Had no ambitions and no drive.
No set trip, no color claim
Then lost my faith again
All the bitches know my name
No more money, no more fame
Who likes to battle rap and thinks i fuck with dairy
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
Not likely like stay long please
With no guns and no shields
No posing required
That bitch was racist, got me fired
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