The Soul Song

Yeah, yeah
Y'all know how this shit is
My lungs drowned in cigs
I bust in my bitch
'cause I love the way my dick fits
I ain't a misfit
I went around the mystics
Sampled The Stylistics
Blast it out my windows
Bust it
I smoke a beat fatter than the spliff we pass around
Couple a years go by
I'm hopin to wear caps and gowns
I hope that happens now
I'm not that flashy now
I'm actually laughing at the fact my girl is passed around
Yeah, yeah
Y'all know how I met her
We broke up got back together
Split up again, god bless her
Drinking night and day
Drink the fright away
I fly away until my thoughts about as bright as day
I might escape
Become gold I got the midas face
A lighter maintenance
Climbing up the fire escape
To the rooftop
Uh, I got my shoes off
Gonna shoot my load but right now I'm getting blue balled

"Oh he's real abstract, he's um... he's different.
That's right, that's right
I'm cute too."



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