She my billie jean we menage with mary jane
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those
Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,
Leave your body in a fuckin' swamp, half dug out
Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about
Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead
U need a hobby or friend, but ur 'all alone' like #donkey in shrek
We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
Put the purp in the blunt
My g"s have been handcuffed,
But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
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