It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding
No rations or resources for eating//
Like a diabetic eating cream puffs
These cops is bad boys, baby just like puff
This writers block, is eating me whole
Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll
Her tears are like acid, eating my insides
And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights
Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.
But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one
Im eating you alive like chips ahoy
My team winning that's a fact boy
And eagerly im eating up the greenery speedily
My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee
While im eating an ear of corn
He gave him a platform
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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