You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,
No not the heiress just one from an escort service
Loadin out with my rap service, let it out on the pad i make the whack versions
Like a personal surgeon, searching for tumors emergin' in urchins
She's still gambling, got on hook
Branded a son of middle-class folk,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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