Im true to my word and spit real stuff
Then i said i had enough
And much good stuff like homemade ice cream
62 dreams, roll a date with some lean
I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo
They aren't the kind of people i like to talk to,
To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal
Meaning wherever god has places you to be, to plant the seeds in people
The same people i like to stalk, and bury alive
I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize
Or if it doesn't get props, comments and stuff like that
? all white but the phantom is all black
That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus
Still stomping the chumps when they mouths get to talking that stuff
So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team
People laugh at the intelligence, seem to be mean
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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