Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble
Now he's feeling suicidal, his life story is made a fable,
I'm doing the same thing
What the fuck were you thinking?
I let you know you dealing with dogs
Its all that's consumed my thoughts,
His thoughts disorganized
Pay my haters not too much mind
Check the stats, my team winning
I know what your thinking
I was born to do the damn thing
What this bitch is thinking
Huh, a metaphor of course
Maybe i'm lost no need for bad thoughts
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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