Everyone deals with it, eminem was judged cuz of his race
I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace
I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches
Following me around,liking everyone i battle with
And i'm sick of not sleeping,
Get off a key like i can’t sing
I hear it when i'm sleeping
Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing
Not everyone was born with a penis
She dont have a problem with, with
With the insanest blast and everyone will die from inhaling ash
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse
Face other attackers, everyone armed with daggers
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