This is dedicated to you, the half way crook
Poking bitches on Facebook
The same lane with the chains took
I throw flames, let this frame cook
Black bags and black matches the season
Motherfucker, I don't get mad, I get even
Burning the devils, let us self regard and then eaten
Yeah, 20 people in the park, part of my heaven
We're all here, grisly gang, playing your part better
I support the rights of arm bear, yeah
Long stares, I lift you off the lawn chairs
Nigger, better keep it calm when the dawn's near
This is cloud rapper for low pack
The nigger fell ass, little wow patch
A game have it, chain snatching
Crown figures, my niggers
Fuck it with all this stuff
Half is getting splashed like a lottery ticket
I'm stuck in my mission, my nigger
This is dedicated to you, the half way crook
Poking bitches on Facebook
The same lane with the chains took
It's only logic that I got to be the motherfucker, man
If you can empathize with me then you would understand
That I'm an over achiever, a born leader
I would thought to never ever leave the house without the heater
And fuck a delly departed
It had a couple leaders while I'm seeking the ceiling
Niggers say that I graduated for steaming
Well, maybe not, still California dreaming
The parking lot's full of 'em police and grimace
A couple got spit the swallowing my semen
Shoe box full of dollars for no reason
I'm a problem, best believe it
Vomit like I'm bulimic, over substance supersonic
Kind of I'm with the seizures, ironic, my competition
I watch it, Joyce, keep it good and kind
This fast life is Russian Roulette
Only waiting when if you do it to death
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