And i rap like a nigga who invented rap
Meant to be just a tiny little spat
So i told her i got something you've been waiting for
I got bigger fish to fry and wicked demons to conquer
Or a sunday fry x4
Sweet, okay makes sense
Fry them up like potatoes
Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes
But nah, he is quite different
Yeah that tiny screen can get stuffed,
Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live
They expect me to respect their tiny erect penises
Snoopin for sach, in his tiny little ballsack your lucky, im mellow
Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw
Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price
You can cut me up fry my ass like bacon i'll still survive
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