No such thing as sympathy, more money my remedy
The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
Ill as a blood born pathogen to the killed
Was it a mirracle saved by god or therapist?
Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and
Yeah m a misogynist with a rapist's dialect i need a therapist i'm too violent
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