Well one man’s trash is another man’s treasure
Now i got no stress just love and there's no pressure
Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her
Im sorry i put you under so much pressure,
When under pressure, i never crack
Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack
Rap life causing stress and adding to the pressure
Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her
Now if pain came to ma life it will no longer get called an asper
I collect debts an post death threats, pain inflicter amoungst your sister,
It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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