From osama, obama and the vatican pope
Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope
Party, poppin pills, and poopin on slutty bitches.
And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with
Of bad bitches and good tree
The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free
Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke
#fish out of #water #slaughter #daughters like i'm #damian #pope
I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches
Destined to win, get respect where i live
It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this
Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches
And if you looka all the bitches...
But you hate them navel kisses
They talk about the clubs and the benz and ratchet bitches,
Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith
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