Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled
Face it ur basic, my skillz designed, ur shits makeshift
I got a green bag with them blue strands
Ur strength slipping from both hands/
Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight
Ur love was always fake
Sever ur memory from ur head n' ur mind
Now we was once two niggas of the same kind
You can search but you'll never find
Marijuana smoke doesn't damage ur mind
Ur love was always fake
They fasting they won't leave me ate
Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck
Now ur alone livin with ur parents cause ur fucking show up
Disconnects ur head to normality
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
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