We can fuck up our brains
And i ain't got what it takes
It's wack that crap i smack stacked and stacked and stacked
I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last
My repents are stacked up like needle pins
Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons
I'm glad that we ain't caked up.
That shit was wack as fuck
Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy
Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix
Fun, sucks that i'm too tall for the tub
Stacks is stacked up, my grammar is slacked up,
We burning up, it's a bonfire,
Of impactful things one can ask for
I know you're mad, but so what
But then we would make-up
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