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[Prod. by WeirdEye]

[Verse 1: TOM]

My motivation on a milk carton, its missing
Allocating rap from crap for some ambition
I’m fly like the birds that i’m flippin
I’m the guy that’s a nerd but i’m still fuckin pimpin
What?
Music is my friend so I guess I got an ear bud
I’m like a nun with this drama , give no fucks
I’m just having fun with my life, you should try it to
Pale white, who knew, rapping Nosferatu
I’m a pain in the ass, like one of Steve-O’s tattoo’s
Ima be failing a class, watchin TV and eatin ragu
Fuck these shitty rapper’s, killin um fuck Im a grim reaper
I get more girls than Romney, bitches be trapper keepers
So T.O.M, yes I be killin em
Money bags in Sypro bitch, yes you know I got them gems
More hydro than comic book villans an
Meet my fuckers , ben stillin them
Make it rain, bitch get under the pavilion
I’m a pro teen like breast milk, you know I be milkin um
But I hate bitches… i’m more about that pussy
I being all I could be
Charlie sheen-in, Hand my ass a trophy
My dick got more class like than Moby
Dont talk shit, you ain’t know me

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