I have a pocket full of dreams, but not the jeans yet
Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red
That poor guy cant even take a hit
10th grade, eyes red as shit
I don't take shit from no one, especially not a tool,
Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool
Full of meaningful magic so let me tell you what the word is
Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this
If that don't slow 'em up, i carry a full pack.
Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black
May i ask that you cut the wack shit? sound like a 12 year old,
But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned
But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul
I just ignore that illuminati shit and i just smoke a bowl
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