I like my thoughts filled with lame
Wale and we are not the same
But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse
Cant prevent it kicked king arthur in the balls
'cause i had the strength and balls
Huh, a metaphor of course
What them tippers don't see
Oh now your filled with jealousy.
Cut out your livers gizzards and balls
So i went down south but i ended up north
Used to find dope in his coat
Lungs get filled with potent smoke
The struggle is real
Man it's cold as balls here
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