We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there
Now the corners close in on me, now i'm too square,
It's been a hell of a journey for me man
Yes siree 'bob', i was thinking the same thang
If u keep takin dollars out they pants
He in bootcamp, you on food stamps
We getting money, you can face the facts
I literally almost shit my pants/
Yeah i'm gon' leave with her
Your pants get hit with cancer
From out of nowhere
Boxed a square but his still bare
Rack city, rack city she need a shovel
Attached like pants keepin casual
And my computer i'm a square shooter so most of these
Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories
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