Course not, i'm big like horse nut
Tim fuckin duncan, posting up
Covering their arms with cuts and spending all their money at starbucks
Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks
Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.
Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump
When drunk i only drink beer
But luckily tim changed my year
Explosion even killing the starbucks liberals
That scary love, never get married love
Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique
Tim rapped on the track, and i felt complete
It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim
Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him
Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks
From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks
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