I heard inside there exists an exit, a way to escape
A way to levitate all your exess head weight
Alevate your shoulders of bullshit and dead weight
Damn I need a vacay
I'm having a bad year fuck u and ur bad day
Most days I can keep it bottled but the situation dicates/
Fuck a verse fuck a track fuck a album I got ur discography so get off my dick lil dickface
and go on and get ya shit str8
If jay are a solid 10 weezy a hard 9 den I am a str8 8
life is a bitch and we're on a blind date
Up my sleeve I gotta ace
I feel we can't relate
If you don't know about base
Not from the beat but type that you scrape
When you trying to get some cake
When a nigga telling you that he can't feel his face
Spittin kickin rhymes is my great escape
Get a taste
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