Getting a little more than an hour's pay
I was gonna write you a poem today
Quit trying it seems you're only getting fatter
Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her
Call it bubonic, getting all the dollars and
Feeling like shawn carter before the diamond
It's getting graphic, you too young to know the rest
Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test
Kinda getting sick of this technology it owes me an apology
To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money
So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate
In her dreams with young eyes she sees her hero with an imaginary cape
Getting beat on a daily basis i resorted to an escape.
High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight
Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark
Still young, but i don't know what is an meadowlark
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