That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase
Let's pretend he was never forced to pray for the grace,
Fuck that nigga, i am the party
At the age of fuckin three
And you know its just us three
Or you'll drive me crazy
My waist with an abused hate with an amused state i should have refused grace
These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case
Say you through will all my foul ways
I could see the better days
Yo man bars part number three
I reel them in, goadomes on see
Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face
And maybe serving for the greater good will be my saving grace,
Don't worry bout a thang baby
Or two. or maybe three?
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