Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto
Cause my charisma is a stigma, i look in the mirror, i'm poisonous vanilla bro/
My mind is more poisonous than a black widow
Now i'm laying out at the delano though
I got bars u lil niggas sell ring
Nah fuck that that's some poisonous thinking
Almost let go through the throat, these poisonous substances
So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love
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