There's a shortage in ur dormant thoughts, u talk alot for a 'sick' writer
I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her
Except she's got a little more ass
Im sick of cuttin grass so im chuggin gas
Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense
One day im gonna follow in ur steps
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Got loads of bad #chemicals inside ur persona 'n' ur feeling ill
Im spittin sick wisdom like a shaman
Shit, we don't believe none of them
Im sick of fucking being skint for draw
See, i'm a nigga with no flaw
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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