Look, i'm still talking to you baby
But y can't you fucking see
Now i can draw your face up pretty
But follow me if you see
I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that
My brain is more insane than a rapist, or a stateless racist, i'll strip you naked
Do you see it clearer? you see what's comin' nearer?
I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror
Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps
You wanna see my math notebook, you see lining bar plans
Can you see what i see? can you be like me?
And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy
See you, touch you, hear you
What preceded was the clue
Are too far out for naked eyes to see
We the 93 chicago bulls baby
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