No freemason if you an athiest like william bateson
I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one
That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass
Thank you for my wife. for my son and everything i have,
My bitch is great, had a dinner date with william gates
I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates
From alaska son and i'm
But most of the time
While i'm layin in the coffinthe shit comes around so often
Distance and friction, never mentioned when it meant your blessed trips son
Go ahead son,you can try and kill me,but when im gone
Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong
Double m-g not to mention we got that
Pattying cakes with her son and he looks like he's glad
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