So i refuse to follow in the same steps as my old man.
'cause it was an admired service-man
Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,
Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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