But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse
Of the people in world, and i'd be the source
The kind of stuff im pouring makes the bandits go to sleep,
Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep
And teach then not to meet people like u
Wanna know what i been through, what you into
Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape
Like all the stuff that i hate was about to inflate
Knowing that i need you
And all the stuff that you went through
Still stomping the chumps when they mouths get to talking that stuff
Together all the timethought it was true love
To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal
Meaning wherever god has places you to be, to plant the seeds in people
Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus
Ugh, trying to write lyrics is all hard and stuff
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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