That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes
A nigga so wack even yo mamma know what the truth is
Turn this wack battle to a massacre im the highlight in this
You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches
Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend
Now im goin hard this nigga was deceived
Be yourself, just show me you're real
Who this nigga up in here
This nigga was about to say something about my momma i wish this nigga would
It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good
Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve
Than the midnight, this kid's tight, i'll shackle you wack rappers,
What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back
This was a quick trash i hope yours is not as wack!
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