The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky
Yeah m a misogynist with a rapist's dialect i need a therapist i'm too violent
Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and
Was it a mirracle saved by god or therapist?
Come here to picture how he bumping his fist
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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