Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
Like a rapist who claims he has no recollection,
What im trying to say is quit being a dick!
Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic
Your just a burnt up hater who has strife
Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
I’m just a flowing white boy who has mad haters
Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill
Is when a person has a artistic skill
Got me a big brother who gives me black eye
As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby
Your right to rhyme has been evoked, this is a rain storm and you've been soaked.
Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke
Is when a person has a artistic skill
Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill
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