Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold
Over the wold you strolled, foretelling the untold,
Im the untold story of how one raps for glory
Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key
Playin' cee-lo, rolling dice, and talkin' on their mobile phones,
Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes
How bout all things that were so untold
Is a space that now you hold
So behold these are the bitter truths of life that will forever remain untold
Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most
Behold the unrolled scroll, my tale is untold and woe.
Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though
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