To life, striped in a straight jacket, mind void of light, spiked with a great habit.
Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit
To life, striped in a straight jacket, mind void of light, spiked with a great habit
Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that
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