Tired of making money, i'm on to making history
Tell these people something they don`t know about me
All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/
I got sexy ladies all over the floor
Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti
Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see
Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel
Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real
This is like love, that you can never get
I hope you don seen i just killed this shit
None of them wouldn`t understand the message i deliver
She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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