The real muscle in the message of that
In my town whites not even allowed to rap
Not much shit in this world to amuse
So cool, my bitch got no shoes
Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons
Not to mention for others in other dimensions
Ok im at school trying to be cool trying to fit in and not be a fool
But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school
So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service
If thats not proof enough to cause a rude erupt in your uterus
You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin
And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"
Right now im still in the dark, not for long i hope to catch that spark.
She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art
I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win
You may want to rethink your composition not in the position
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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