I'm on my calm. I ain't stead'n this^ nut.
so be e-z like ur girl was in the back of my truck.
she slurp hard and had my head done.
I was touch'n tonsils, esophagus, evn the top of her lungs.
and ur signature is apt dunce.
cause it's impossible u'll write a dope verse
and u've been try'n for months.
so sit back and get ur brain working.
or my gun'll get sexy on u dude. it'll leave ur frame jerk'n.

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The Gift of Gab