My homeboy brave he annoy brothers so he in grave like others
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface
Dial up words but they're not in service
You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,
No not the heiress just one from an escort service
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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