See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra
I'll give ya post traumatic stress disorder as my rhymes kill ya
Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die
Matter fact, i mortar guys n' before disorder dies, i more than horrify
I'm spreading disorder
I'm gettin discouraged with her
Ma wars over but ma stress disorder still haunts me without closure
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
On this disorder pull the cord or swing
Look, i know you not gay or nothing
Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead
Sicker than a motherfuckin' schizo up in special ed,
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