Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed
We saw a movie try to drop the beat
I saw you from a distance
Got racks, ain’t talking tits
Until the see-saw cuts a skirt of a fake
That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight
But she sure can get you high if the coke let her
There used to be a guy named undertaker
Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law
The year is twenty-ten and i need a saw
Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see
Took a trip to a market, and saw all the candy
She said that she saw my name as a blank check
Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head
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