And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love
We walk into the room from a million different places
Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs
Living in the wrong places, seeing familiar faces
And i drop top off in a hot cold
These faces and places are growing old,
Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was
Me and satan vacatin to ancient alien places
Places that were occupied before become vacant
Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust
Lasers wrecked the wrong faces, sages of the wrong places.
A lot of women from conversation could fall in love
I think found where your mind was
Guiding us all to better places
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