You're passed to the back of the class for your flatulent gases
Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love
And name another new nigga wit a sicker twitter follow
You make zimmerman and sterling look like noble peace prize winners yo
Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers
I am of blue blood, had a noble birth
Anyways give it up the capital the nation
Mutant passage,i am breathin gases of concentration
Its all got unknown gases and u wont have a handicap
I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap
Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo
You make zimmerman and sterling look like noble peace prize winners yo
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
Fuck that noble shit, it's our country, debate with glock clips,
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