Yo kid... Go back to the V-A... And go to the beach...
Hold hands with ya mans... I guess you could kiss 'em on the cheek...
I don't rap no more... I sit around and say shit that sounds wacks...
So Y's can get mad at me and say that my verses sound wack...
I just pulled a ghost... I dropped four wack bars and kept runnin'...
I'm not a father figure but illigitamately I'll start step-sonnin'...
Okay... I'm tired and at work... but at least I don't suck dick for meals...
Get out & work that corner hoe... Take a fuckin' dick & squeal...

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