Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess
All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth
Pimp south, yup, “it takes a nation” of sluts
We vegetables, on them record labels
I'm fresh to death doper then uncut meth
My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells
Add some meth and that pills
These chalance give me balance
I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not
Sluts everywhere looking to suck some cock
7-2 virgins? nah gimme 20 sluts/
Where you welcome to problems
Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims
Roast to dusk, i don't give two fucks like cloned celibate sluts
Last monday was nuts, i took 3 sluts
I call it speaking tongues
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