It's like i'm running 'round wounded, so tired of pain
Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again
Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain
Notice your veins / flow is potent with a dosage of pain
The point of the story is that the world is unfair
Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell
Killer stay uptown, louden va tree
And now ya'll know the rest of the story
In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes
//summary of the moral of the story is in the notes>>
Clocked into a story of a man
I'm so dapper man, funky fresh dapper dan
But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time
But off of that story, let me get back to my rhyme/
So whats the moral of this story?
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
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