Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine
Look at you... going down helm street lane,
Then to try to chase these men
The rest biding their time till the helm
Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much
I lead the helm, so you can call me captain crunch
The rest biding their time till the helm
Shit, we don't believe none of them
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