And wrote this from 4:25 to 4:30, hah
Beautiful are thou, africa
Shout 4:20, 4:20, like it's your obsession,
Bamas surprised, deprived from attention
Can barely walk the city streets
Make them experience with 4d front row seats
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people
I'm a saint you ain't gonna step up
I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck
On the beach of saint-tropez, but your man don’t lay
But i get you, i bang with you the long way
Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
The sun gives light cause it is the window
Is it a corn row or a fro
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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