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I hardly take expense
It's hard to take offense
In someone who doesn't swing for the fence
Romancing my drugs
My mental tells me if I had a tiny coffin built over my face
Only open it when your hot boxing coughing
You would defecate on the rap game often
Now just wait
Im in the here and now
I see them having a cow
I remember one of my deceased loved ones whom had fetishes with cows
Not really a fetish just Nick nacks
Im making nacks outta of those that rap
She sees me and she's proud of her daughter's
I barter with my life she says she's infuriated
I appreciate it
I love you goodbye until I fly I sigh
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