I stuck my keys in the frosty ignition
A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given
Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give
Gather my mind in musical pastures lathered with
Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them
Stuck in a permanent autumn, mind a place of sodom
This is to my unborn child
There cries echo in my mind,
I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what
Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in her tip cup
My bullet will get stuck in your mouth
Yo we get the dank and bounce
Entire darkness that's inside me, stuck in my conscience
But love my music, say i do nothing but hits
And keep it in my mind
From the womb, my newborn child
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