This is a song about "Way fair comment karma"

Turn the bedroom into a fair

And if they did, they didn't care

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

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Tell me tell me tell me how is this fair,

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

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Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

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Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast

And now i walk around without a care

When i battle i don't fight fair,

And keep for your self your comment

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Hard to imagine karma that people get