Racism, sexuality, religion and murder
Nastiness is no longer part of me, i feel hate no further.
Smoking weed kush and pot i got all the best strains,
'tis heresy this jealousy that savaged our slaves/
But i'm not coming home,
Sit here on my phone in my room all alone
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