No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints
I'm just rapping my true voice
Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since
And concentrate on the formation of appropriate quotations
So you better stop, and watch your fucking tone/
For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home
Using similes to compare my metaphors
Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission
Using depictions of my internal infliction
He told me to take this, his tone was tasteless,
Here i go again, searching for love
I say i’m wrong, you say come again
Right now using my left brain
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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