I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne
Well to each his own, gilly off the dome, it's like from wheat to bone
Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate
Wheat was made into bread, barley was made into beer, flax was made
No. wheat. bread. please give me that white dough
Your girlfriend want to follow
Turned to be wheat mystics left above
Here i go again, searching for love
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