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no more energy to waist no time to livin Midwest we got guns and drugs kults corporate thugs always wanting something some false cause gottem involved fallin off over shit aint its nothing fake pumping sucker stroke these barely functional kool aid hearts thumping jumping out they chest it was just subliminal hypnotic suggestions they be on that shit bitches be killing me wit that lip that cap them innuendo insinuations 0aint true fact drop the truth deep impact penetration in the front and it bus out the be back they got on a race with rats chasing bags carrying the weight the baggage they want mediocre they want under average like grow ass clapping underage do want no part don't wanna engage i wanna get lit i wanna make plays wanna turn up and dangle my nutts freeballlin i got options i can aim for the top or bottom eat forbidden fruit didnt notice it was rotten i wamna get shit popping they aint stopping us from shooting ourselves in the foot chedder bob our nutts getting caught up get carried away with cuffs got some herb got some dranks got dust the breakfast of champions like snorting dehydrated tiger nutts something gotta give or something going to bust oh fuck there went my last fuck i was saving for a special occasion upside day head wit it u trying to get me stuck in a contest of pissing like im playing with it pick up what we putting down program get wit it stop ego trippin whipped out dicks yall mother fuckers silly ya frivolous wanna mind fuck us all and pocket watch gossip and hate sneak dis soft snitch to match pace match pitch yall standing around touching each other with tip to tip dicks silly niggas dicks is for chicks off top off rip i walk away look away cant fuck around its nonsense