Sell his soul to devil to take away b.i.g's health
The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf
Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself
The way i look walk and talk and i dont think its good for my health
I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself
Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health
I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done
Off the potion and the potent choking on the smoke i'm token
At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares
Do u wanna end up insane with a a bad mental health
Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health
Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears
Leanin'/ mentally getting numb by that purple potion
Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him
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