//summary of the moral of the story is in the notes>>
A mansion with marble floors, and security codes
I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,
From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks
And you are you too, but bitch i'm three
To the rigors of the industry
Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!
Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort
In my drawsring, ring, ring
The flooding of the nothing
Of the book of your life
Then put it into sex drive
I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest
The disease of the wordsmith hidden inside of the mist
Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete
Of the coke and the smoke of weed
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