If it's right tonight, i might bite that
And forget about the trap,
Try to start a rap off without crap about how good you flow.
Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though
The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead
Fox off a spliff, stop on a hit to often forget
Cry about it until we forget,
Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed
An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red
I've been so fucking depressed,i felt like a mess,i try to forget
Forget about the knife and just fuck life,
Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five
Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes
Im about to spit oh shit girl here it goes,
Try counting sheep little girl, yull become dizzy heads in a swirl
Facing all this drama when mama's just a little girl
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