food for the thought I dont use any napkins imma start fuckin it up on these confused ass rappers they call me a dirty kid like my name was a bastard went to jail for 20 months thas all it took to jus master the thoughts conversating jus roll a Dutch master n be giving life to songs threw the constellations I see the light when I talk different planets constant language marvin the Martians bars threw the outer space then after that not much left else to say then
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food for the thought I dont use any napkins imma start fuckin it up on these confused ass rappers they call me a dirty kid like my name was a bastard went to jail for 20 months thas all it took to jus master the thoughts conversating jus roll a Dutch master n be giving life to songs threw the constellations I see the light when I talk different planets constant language marvin the Martians bars threw the outer space then after that not much left else to say then