Whack is some kinda disease and i'm the cure because i drop
But now i got a problem with that little white rock
And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude
You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop
See boy she been in love
What happens to the animals
So that's 2 mistakes 1 big headache and 1 sorry mom cake to bake
It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate
While im eating an ear of corn
Could make the eyes of the blind perform
People out there act like animals
Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love
To dishonor the modern day slavery
Yeah got to the club early just to get in free
Im starting 1 and 0, and that's just to begin
I'm trynna make a couple million off my ambition
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