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While you was spendin’ time with the spliff
I was busy hittin’ licks, hoppin’ over the fence
Window shoppin’ with my boys, and we all gettin’ rich
Ran sackin’ all the toys on some larceny shit
Dark window the tint, black hearted as six
Blasted up on the roof, when we aim for the pigs
Think I’m fuckin’ playin’ games, boy stick to the shift
If the rap game a pussy, stick my dick in this bitch
Still intact wit it, crashed in a black civic
Light a match in it, hotboxin’ with some black women
And they don’t like the preachy shit, I’m just churchin’
From the land of Canucks and over 12 thousand servings
And I admit, I was poppin’ anti-depressants
Then I got real sick, like my nostril congested
A fuckin’ awkward pubescent, stick a cock in a record
A dick-rider in these hard times, bust any second
Your five minutes of fame, on menopause
And I’m positive, that I fucked and got her pregnant
Like a fuckin’ peace offerin’
And I’ma have to be a dead beat like my father was
And leave all of my fuckin’ instagram and twitter followers
Fuck that, I don’t give a damn about some numbers
It’s honestly bout as useful as a 99 firemakin’ master
With a cape masturbatin’ to some fake breasted implants
My favorite category is straight, cream pie in her oven
Her eggs take it for custody, just too good at fuckin’ nothin’
Should have came on her face
Who the fuck cares? chin covered in thick hairs
Fuck a bedtime I breaks it down like some enzymes
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