yo i got this grits, no doubt and it's steamin-hot/
so once i touch ya face it'll burn and i repeat it allot/
until i burned ya face off, then i'ma toss it down/
grab my shovel and knock ya into the middle of what was that round?/
fuck it ya bouta drown, cuz i put ya under the water/
won't let ya come up for air and that's how i get rid of pill-boy taken from pill-father/
ask the mom and she overdosed, too bad ya were born next mornin ya comatose/
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