Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir
Paint a picture of a thousand word scripture,
Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front
Mental instrumentals lost like paint poured over pavement
Mmg and that's my clique
Sniffing cocaine 7 days a week,
But when he's sober bet his bars still burn like sniffing cinnamon
And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun
Ima lay it down and have myself a taste
Cause you'll never be free from this blind faith you paint!
Sniffing his dirty washing!
I know these haters watching
I don't drink beer, why the fuck am i here
Screens paint a picture of depravity real-
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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