Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto
Cause my charisma is a stigma, i look in the mirror, i'm poisonous vanilla bro/
Fight that guerrilla, fight that #vizion stigma
Our nation have to bow, africa
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