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She say she wanna defeat me
Feel like nobody needs me
Why everyone wanna act nicely
I throw a show they hype me
All these demons In my head it keep fucking up my psyche
Like who the fuck is you we tax him cuz it's pricey
He keep asking for his shit back but that's unlikely
I just broke this bitch back and she say silent pipe me
I stay locked away in the stu yeah I'm writing
I just smoked a blunt but just I refried it
I just got the munchies yeah I'm fucking up my diet
Cold like the motha fucking climate



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Writer(s): Shakir Sanders
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