We can all see whats on the out-side,
Cause another innocent died
And i ain't got what it takes
Whats the matter, can't get those babes,
Cold, my style making my nose run
I guess it's that time of the season
That damier bag i bought her
Now you ask whats the matter?
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
Rhyming over reason, is the season, its my philosophy
You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin
This is the season for noise pollution contamination
It stays the same, i'll change the game and bring a new season
Simple genius, go hard and spit bits of semen
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