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
The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody
Come here to picture how he bumping his fist
Was it a mirracle saved by god or therapist?
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