Im bout to hit the armory
They say nothings ever free
Another love song about shit
Yes we bout it bout it/
And ain't worryed bout shit.
You don't mean that, you faggot
You talkin bout toting that gun
Cold world no blanket son
Thinkin bout suicide daily
Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby
No wonder why when times get hard
Rapping bout things that leave mark
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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