Mm got the masses
This what my thought sound is
Without your love it's cold as fuck
Outcast is what i am and what
And by the way i'mma start
Heartless mother....., no conscience involved.
Pass me the purp, i'mma smoke to this
*is that what i think it is?*
Ripping out sockets, victims are barely conscience
Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits
They gettin chips, they flippin bricks
Although its heavy, ignore the conscience/
Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips
I promise thus from me and my conscience
Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears
Thoughts are crazy on a level never settled in my conscience
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