Like the chimes on a warm summer night
Gq told me i'm not the talkative type
I left for one summer,
So we'll just suffer
And ask for a medicine for the fever that came with it
And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that
So now she got a fever
My past gives m.c.s a rap seizure
In the heat of the summer,
And take ya'll supper
Hackin bitches with a cleaver like i got cabin fever
Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for
A fever in disguise this guy's high's sufficed with this list
Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised
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