This is a song about "Real world paint"

Potions paint me mental pictures

The richest place on earth

We left em a world that's cursed

I'm in the the real world

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

Cause let's face it, when you step into the real world

And i feared that my fans say i failed

My pistol spray leave you a stipple paint

Cross left cross right, now dribble down the paint

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

I dont write rhymes i paint pictures

That's why i here whispers

Forever submerged, viewing the paint, beneath boats

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