Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box
I'm not a child of god but i desire props
You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot
Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god
Tried them didn't work
God of the underworld
The right hand of god, the left of the devil,
Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental
So rather follow the path of righteousness which is the mighty god
Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot
I'll climb to the top of this god damn ladder
She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her
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