Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse
Pick one, peter piper. and pick a peck of pickled peppers.
Huh, i can't interpret her
Got tickets peter piper
Cold world no blanket son
The bigger the the fun
Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag
The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,
Got to the end of the tunnel
Im the one waring the mussel,
I put these poems all in these songs
The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.
In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave
Love the game though this is coming from a different place
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